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 Taiwan and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Newcleus to the jazz 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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lyres,
Oneida,
John Lydon,
Urselle,
Gabor Szabo,
James White and The Blacks,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Womack,
The New Christs,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
H. Thieme,
Rufus Thomas,
Grauzone,
Pantaleimon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tears for Fears,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Thee Headcoats,
Lungfish,
The Angels of Light,
Wings,
Boredoms,
Alphaville,
Yazoo,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Red Krayola,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
Juan Atkins,
Kurtis Blow,
Aural Exciters,
The Evens,
Lindisfarne,
Adolescents,
Nils Olav,
Pantytec,
Yaz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Erykah Badu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lee Hazlewood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Surgeon,
Magma,
Davy DMX,
Slick Rick,
Funky Four + One,
Jawbox,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.