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 Turkey and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 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 Siglo XX 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Iggy Pop,
Aaron Thompson,
The Wake,
Motorama,
David Bowie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mark Hollis,
Terry Callier,
Easy Going,
cv313,
the Normal,
The Dead C,
Ituana,
PIL,
Underground Resistance,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stockholm Monsters,
Godley & Creme,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pere Ubu,
Amon Düül II,
Altered Images,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
H. Thieme,
Joe Finger,
Erykah Badu,
The Vogues,
Bobby Sherman,
Roy Ayers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Agent Orange,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bill Wells,
Liliput,
Anakelly,
Ice-T,
Rotary Connection,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Unwound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kayak,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash,
Moss Icon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Robert Hood,
Slick Rick,
Average White Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Visage,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Simply Red,
The Tremeloes,
Guru Guru,
Stiv Bators,
The Durutti Column,
DJ Sneak,
Ronnie Foster,
Gang Green,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.