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 Uganda and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Urselle to the grime 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amon Düül II,
Godley & Creme,
Lyres,
Pagans,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeff Lynne,
Can,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harry Pussy,
Moss Icon,
Von Mondo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Interpol,
Erasure,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Albert Ayler,
The Invisible,
Wally Richardson,
F. McDonald,
Moebius,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABBA,
La Düsseldorf,
The Human League,
Technova,
MC5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Last Poets,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joy Division,
Nils Olav,
Infiniti,
Ituana,
cv313,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang Starr,
Harmonia,
Matthew Bourne,
Los Fastidios,
Wolf Eyes,
Warren Ellis,
DJ Sneak,
Soulsonic Force,
Niagra,
Joe Smooth,
Sam Rivers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vainqueur,
The Neon Judgement,
Popol Vuh,
Soft Machine,
Smog,
Second Layer,
Max Romeo,
Yazoo,
Anthony Braxton,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.