Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mongolia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Susan Cadogan to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Desert Stars,
Barbara Tucker,
Todd Terry,
the Swans,
The Techniques,
Donny Hathaway,
Jandek,
The Slackers,
Roxette,
Wolf Eyes,
The Zeros,
Fluxion,
Technova,
Henry Cow,
Adolescents,
La Düsseldorf,
X-101,
E-Dancer,
Frankie Knuckles,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camberwell Now,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ossler,
Tommy Roe,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DJ Style,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Pretty Things,
Japan,
The Saints,
Neil Young,
MDC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Prince Buster,
Barry Ungar,
The Slits,
This Heat,
Oblivians,
Ultravox,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultra Naté,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ludus,
Zapp,
The American Breed,
Mantronix,
The Residents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kurtis Blow,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scan 7,
Eli Mardock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Brick,
The Angels of Light,
Bad Manners,
Sight & Sound,
Hardrive,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.