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 Afghanistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Holger Czukay 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 Scott Walker to the rap 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
In Retrospect,
Sandy B,
Black Flag,
Black Moon,
Audionom,
Roxette,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Franke,
Procol Harum,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brick,
Mandrill,
Loose Ends,
Cluster,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wings,
Anthony Braxton,
Danielle Patucci,
Marc Almond,
Icehouse,
Lyres,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Blues Magoos,
Symarip,
John Coltrane,
Ponytail,
Eurythmics,
Patti Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Essential Logic,
Deakin,
T.S.O.L.,
John Lydon,
The Buckinghams,
Whodini,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marcia Griffiths,
Buzzcocks,
Iggy Pop,
The Fall,
Pere Ubu,
Saccharine Trust,
Leonard Cohen,
Faraquet,
Crash Course in Science,
The Monochrome Set,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scientists,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brothers Johnson,
The Beau Brummels,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.