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 Mauritania and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Quando Quango to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Donny Hathaway,
Cheater Slicks,
Harmonia,
Josef K,
Althea and Donna,
Television Personalities,
Carl Craig,
Dennis Brown,
Grauzone,
Hoover,
Tom Boy,
Con Funk Shun,
Idris Muhammad,
Jawbox,
Gichy Dan,
Hot Snakes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Icehouse,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Knickerbockers,
L. Decosne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scratch Acid,
Duran Duran,
Rekid,
Leonard Cohen,
The Angels of Light,
Gang of Four,
Ponytail,
The Gladiators,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Moleskins,
Yaz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cybotron,
Soft Cell,
Jacques Brel,
X-Ray Spex,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Sonics,
Main Source,
Camouflage,
Franke,
Organ,
Jandek,
Surgeon,
Connie Case,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Mojo Men,
Fela Kuti,
Intrusion,
June of 44,
Maurizio,
Aural Exciters,
Skriet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Real Kids,
Stetsasonic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Khruangbin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.