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 Liechtenstein and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer 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 Aswad to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crash Course in Science,
Pierre Henry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeff Mills,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quantec,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Animal Collective,
Ronan,
The Fire Engines,
Faust,
The Blackbyrds,
Letta Mbulu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Christie,
Make Up,
Agitation Free,
Nico,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crooked Eye,
Pere Ubu,
Icehouse,
Robert Görl,
Nik Kershaw,
The Sound,
John Foxx,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grandmaster Flash,
Groovy Waters,
Kaleidoscope,
EPMD,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Happenings,
Organ,
Warsaw,
Soft Cell,
Minnie Riperton,
Todd Terry,
Eric Dolphy,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tubeway Army,
Stockholm Monsters,
Infiniti,
Bobby Byrd,
The Smiths,
Easy Going,
Darondo,
Barry Ungar,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DNA,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Angels of Light,
The Misunderstood,
Essential Logic,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.