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 St Lucia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
cv313,
Duran Duran,
Andrew Hill,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gichy Dan,
Peter & Gordon,
The Electric Prunes,
Danielle Patucci,
Albert Ayler,
Graham Central Station,
In Retrospect,
The Busters,
Dawn Penn,
Cameo,
Infiniti,
Minnie Riperton,
Amon Düül II,
Black Flag,
Harmonia,
Agent Orange,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Josef K,
Gang of Four,
Maurizio,
Pierre Henry,
Joyce Sims,
Khruangbin,
Siglo XX,
Young Marble Giants,
Los Fastidios,
Jacques Brel,
Simply Red,
Inner City,
The Techniques,
Connie Case,
The Durutti Column,
Susan Cadogan,
One Last Wish,
Pet Shop Boys,
Essential Logic,
Marine Girls,
The Motions,
Gang Starr,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sonny Sharrock,
June Days,
Loose Ends,
Technova,
The Gories,
T.S.O.L.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ponytail,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Arthur Verocai,
Cybotron,
Sonic Youth,
The Fortunes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.