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 Liechtenstein and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Electric Prunes to the techno 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
The Sonics,
DJ Style,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cecil Taylor,
Dennis Brown,
Television,
Mark Hollis,
Eric Copeland,
Howard Jones,
Visage,
the Normal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quantec,
Scratch Acid,
Yazoo,
Sarah Menescal,
Hot Snakes,
Reuben Wilson,
Motorama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Cowsills,
Archie Shepp,
The Velvet Underground,
Oneida,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Quando Quango,
Fluxion,
Simply Red,
The Pop Group,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Amon Düül,
Oblivians,
Nico,
The Seeds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Last Poets,
CMW,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul II Soul,
Lakeside,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Enemy,
The Moleskins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bobby Byrd,
Ponytail,
Traffic Nightmare,
Panda Bear,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Womack,
Fad Gadget,
T.S.O.L.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dave Gahan,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.