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 Sudan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Derrick Morgan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Sound Behaviour,
Juan Atkins,
Grey Daturas,
Isaac Hayes,
Porter Ricks,
Sex Pistols,
The Evens,
These Immortal Souls,
Nick Fraelich,
Harry Pussy,
MDC,
Darondo,
Oblivians,
10cc,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nas,
Alton Ellis,
The Doors,
48th St. Collective,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bush Tetras,
Heaven 17,
Average White Band,
The Count Five,
Ronnie Foster,
The Move,
MC5,
The Last Poets,
Second Layer,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kurtis Blow,
Delta 5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobby Womack,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Goldenarms,
Pussy Galore,
The Neon Judgement,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rufus Thomas,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cheater Slicks,
Gang Green,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fad Gadget,
The Toasters,
Babytalk,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Matthew Halsall,
Drexciya,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.