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 Cambodia and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Swans to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Associates,
The Music Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
Sex Pistols,
Saccharine Trust,
Man Parrish,
David Axelrod,
Buzzcocks,
Theoretical Girls,
Subhumans,
Average White Band,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Sheep,
The Fugs,
Al Stewart,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hoover,
Alphaville,
Matthew Bourne,
Pantaleimon,
Lightning Bolt,
AZ,
Black Moon,
Robert Hood,
Byron Stingily,
Aural Exciters,
The Star Department,
Icehouse,
These Immortal Souls,
kango's stein massive,
Nas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
One Last Wish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brass Construction,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Neon Judgement,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Leaves,
Quadrant,
Joey Negro,
Bill Near,
Public Enemy,
Delta 5,
Eden Ahbez,
Ohio Players,
B.T. Express,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Royal Trux,
Andrew Hill,
Janne Schatter,
The Happenings,
Spandau Ballet,
Main Source,
Sound Behaviour,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Moody Blues,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.