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 Czech Republic and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Red Krayola to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Roxette,
In Retrospect,
Drexciya,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mark Hollis,
The Tremeloes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
cv313,
The Golliwogs,
Jacob Miller,
Guru Guru,
Stiv Bators,
Buzzcocks,
the Sonics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
R.M.O.,
Patti Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Remains,
Lightning Bolt,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joensuu 1685,
Country Teasers,
Yaz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Todd Terry,
Yusef Lateef,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Misunderstood,
The Vogues,
Soul II Soul,
Black Moon,
David Bowie,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soul Sonic Force,
Make Up,
Moebius,
Delon & Dalcan,
Anakelly,
John Cale,
The Gap Band,
Q and Not U,
Das Ding,
Rekid,
Fugazi,
Japan,
The Music Machine,
Terry Callier,
The American Breed,
The Happenings,
Sandy B,
The Raincoats,
Soft Cell,
Radio Birdman,
Gabor Szabo,
B.T. Express,
Schoolly D,
The Moleskins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.