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 Ecuador and from London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 T.S.O.L. to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Barbara Tucker,
Eden Ahbez,
Q and Not U,
Second Layer,
Organ,
Eric Dolphy,
Dawn Penn,
Gang Green,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tim Buckley,
The Busters,
John Foxx,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker,
Marc Almond,
Stiv Bators,
Delta 5,
Jacob Miller,
The Flesh Eaters,
Joyce Sims,
Silicon Teens,
The Dead C,
Chris Corsano,
The Names,
Sixth Finger,
Chrome,
Joey Negro,
Henry Cow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Music Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Buckinghams,
Funky Four + One,
World's Most,
Michelle Simonal,
DNA,
Joy Division,
Nik Kershaw,
Freddie Wadling,
Rosa Yemen,
Stetsasonic,
Con Funk Shun,
Bootsy Collins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eurythmics,
Ralphi Rosario,
Masters at Work,
Wolf Eyes,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed,
Royal Trux,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cameo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.