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 Burundi and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 New Order to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
The Tremeloes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crime,
Interpol,
Alison Limerick,
Sixth Finger,
Boredoms,
Popol Vuh,
Anthony Braxton,
Tres Demented,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Das Ding,
The Pop Group,
Electric Prunes,
Bill Near,
Mark Hollis,
Bang On A Can,
The Smiths,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spandau Ballet,
Funky Four + One,
Nas,
The Fortunes,
Y Pants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cheater Slicks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eric Dolphy,
The Names,
Don Cherry,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cure,
Delta 5,
The Golliwogs,
Hashim,
The Red Krayola,
Deepchord,
Reagan Youth,
Smog,
Ronan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scan 7,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Erykah Badu,
MC5,
The Stooges,
Massinfluence,
Byron Stingily,
Black Flag,
Absolute Body Control,
Michelle Simonal,
Can,
Sällskapet,
Piero Umiliani,
Scion,
Dead Boys,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.