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 Korea South and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Michelle Simonal to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Desert Stars,
Pulsallama,
Nirvana,
Soul II Soul,
New Order,
Country Teasers,
Kenny Larkin,
Lightning Bolt,
Neil Young,
Slave,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Bar-Kays,
John Lydon,
Moss Icon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lalann,
The Music Machine,
Terrestrial Tones,
One Last Wish,
Brothers Johnson,
Inner City,
Zapp,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Funky Four + One,
Rekid,
Absolute Body Control,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gong,
a-ha,
10cc,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Radiopuhelimet,
Easy Going,
The Smiths,
The Knickerbockers,
Joy Division,
The Star Department,
Aloha Tigers,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Q65,
Patti Smith,
Albert Ayler,
Wire,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Severed Heads,
Japan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lakeside,
Nik Kershaw,
Mary Jane Girls,
Angry Samoans,
Connie Case,
Soft Cell,
Tom Boy,
Jacques Brel,
The Black Dice,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gil Scott Heron,
Basic Channel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.