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 Burkina and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 a-ha to the electroclash 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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Das Ding,
Goldenarms,
UT,
The Remains,
Ossler,
Public Image Ltd.,
Underground Resistance,
Aswad,
Surgeon,
Juan Atkins,
Eden Ahbez,
Dark Day,
Banda Bassotti,
DJ Style,
Sarah Menescal,
The Saints,
Fad Gadget,
The Cure,
Junior Murvin,
K-Klass,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Funkadelic,
Chrome,
The Trojans,
Eric Copeland,
Flamin' Groovies,
Popol Vuh,
Circle Jerks,
Scientists,
Saccharine Trust,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wasted Youth,
The Velvet Underground,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ohio Players,
Aaron Thompson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pylon,
Minnie Riperton,
JFA,
Kenny Larkin,
Pharoah Sanders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cowsills,
Franke,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crooked Eye,
Todd Terry,
Faust,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Tremeloes,
June of 44,
Nico,
The Star Department,
Marmalade,
Gastr Del Sol,
Motorama,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.