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 Japan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet 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 Boredoms to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Bizarre Inc.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Saints,
The Black Dice,
Dual Sessions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bluetip,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Görl,
Depeche Mode,
Qualms,
Piero Umiliani,
Stetsasonic,
World's Most,
Minnie Riperton,
The Dead C,
Scientists,
Quadrant,
Tom Boy,
Siglo XX,
Sister Nancy,
Yellowson,
The Sonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Spoonie Gee,
The Divine Comedy,
The Martian,
Inner City,
John Holt,
Sam Rivers,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Neon Judgement,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Enemy,
Erasure,
Newcleus,
The Count Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flash Fearless,
Lakeside,
Bobby Sherman,
The Music Machine,
Sugar Minott,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camouflage,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lindisfarne,
Davy DMX,
Cluster,
Girls At Our Best!,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Schoolly D,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
U.S. Maple,
These Immortal Souls,
The Raincoats,
The Detroit Cobras,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.