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 South Sudan and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soft Cell to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Public Enemy,
Franke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Suburban Knight,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rotary Connection,
James White and The Blacks,
Joey Negro,
Mantronix,
ABBA,
H. Thieme,
Boredoms,
Barbara Tucker,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Intrusion,
Dawn Penn,
Janne Schatter,
China Crisis,
X-Ray Spex,
Nik Kershaw,
Goldenarms,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gichy Dan,
Althea and Donna,
Television Personalities,
The Dead C,
Bronski Beat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eric B and Rakim,
D'Angelo,
Barrington Levy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Archie Shepp,
Moebius,
Sam Rivers,
Hashim,
The Tremeloes,
Judy Mowatt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Can,
John Lydon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Basic Channel,
Dark Day,
Minutemen,
Neil Young,
Iggy Pop,
Graham Central Station,
Anthony Braxton,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Average White Band,
The Associates,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.