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 Latvia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Niagra to the rock 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Sam Rivers,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Erasure,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Malaria!,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yusef Lateef,
Idris Muhammad,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Lynne,
The Vogues,
Donny Hathaway,
The Human League,
The J.B.'s,
The Black Dice,
Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
The Monks,
Second Layer,
The Star Department,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lightning Bolt,
Mandrill,
Juan Atkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Busters,
The Index,
Yaz,
Dark Day,
The Dirtbombs,
Peter & Gordon,
Vladislav Delay,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deadbeat,
China Crisis,
Pantaleimon,
John Coltrane,
R.M.O.,
Whodini,
Oneida,
Eric Copeland,
Matthew Bourne,
Crispy Ambulance,
Brothers Johnson,
Lindisfarne,
Groovy Waters,
Black Sheep,
The Tremeloes,
Lyres,
Shoche,
Lucky Dragons,
Danielle Patucci,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
K-Klass,
Curtis Mayfield,
Skarface,
Todd Rundgren,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.