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 Monaco 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 a-ha to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
The Techniques,
Dual Sessions,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pylon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wolf Eyes,
ABBA,
Crash Course in Science,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tropical Tobacco,
D'Angelo,
The Fuzztones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dead C,
Shuggie Otis,
The Blues Magoos,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Misunderstood,
Toni Rubio,
Scratch Acid,
Juan Atkins,
Suicide,
Alison Limerick,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Monks,
the Normal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sixth Finger,
Crispian St. Peters,
James White and The Blacks,
Judy Mowatt,
The Busters,
Marmalade,
The Velvet Underground,
Mission of Burma,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dennis Brown,
Chrome,
Iggy Pop,
New Order,
Bizarre Inc.,
Henry Cow,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Icehouse,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tom Boy,
Soft Cell,
Absolute Body Control,
Joy Division,
Kerri Chandler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Skatalites,
Ronan,
Lindisfarne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eric Copeland,
Magazine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agitation Free,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.