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 Sri Lanka and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cluster to the punk 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Silicon Teens,
Gichy Dan,
Babytalk,
Animal Collective,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang of Four,
Main Source,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wolf Eyes,
Letta Mbulu,
Marmalade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vladislav Delay,
The Black Dice,
James White and The Blacks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
X-101,
Blossom Toes,
Monks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kurtis Blow,
Eli Mardock,
Lyres,
Toni Rubio,
Kenny Larkin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pantytec,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Magma,
Soft Cell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Invisible,
The Walker Brothers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jeff Mills,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bizarre Inc.,
New Order,
Grauzone,
AZ,
Franke,
cv313,
Absolute Body Control,
Au Pairs,
Yaz,
The Music Machine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sparks,
Wings,
Altered Images,
the Human League,
John Lydon,
Agitation Free,
Joensuu 1685,
Banda Bassotti,
Fear,
Cameo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barrington Levy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.