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 Azerbaijan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Supertramp to the disco 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Absolute Body Control,
Howard Jones,
Minor Threat,
Flash Fearless,
Quando Quango,
Niagra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hardrive,
Amon Düül II,
Soft Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Gories,
Steve Hackett,
Carl Craig,
Peter & Gordon,
Roxy Music,
Ultravox,
In Retrospect,
The Stooges,
The Selecter,
Negative Approach,
Eric Copeland,
Ultra Naté,
Rakim,
Drexciya,
Albert Ayler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Foxx,
U.S. Maple,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sixth Finger,
Minnie Riperton,
Fluxion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fat Boys,
Fifty Foot Hose,
New Age Steppers,
Rod Modell,
Roger Hodgson,
the Sonics,
Ossler,
The Dirtbombs,
Lyres,
Quadrant,
The Doors,
The Blues Magoos,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Erykah Badu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bluetip,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grauzone,
John Cale,
AZ,
Aural Exciters,
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.