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 Greece and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
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 mellotron 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 E-Dancer to the techno 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
The Cure,
Michelle Simonal,
Funkadelic,
U.S. Maple,
Half Japanese,
Glenn Branca,
Patti Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Interpol,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bootsy Collins,
One Last Wish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Music Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Urselle,
John Coltrane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Infiniti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Groovy Waters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joe Finger,
The Standells,
Harmonia,
Audionom,
Crime,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Human League,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Fania All-Stars,
DJ Style,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nick Fraelich,
F. McDonald,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Leaves,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stetsasonic,
R.M.O.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Bananas,
Pussy Galore,
The Happenings,
Josef K,
Jeff Mills,
Joy Division,
Cheater Slicks,
Parry Music,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.