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 Bangladesh and from Hong Kong.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mad Mike to the electroclash 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
One Last Wish,
Intrusion,
Barbara Tucker,
Main Source,
Silicon Teens,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Dirtbombs,
Chris & Cosey,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Pus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Amon Düül II,
Terry Callier,
Roger Hodgson,
Pantaleimon,
Derrick May,
Sparks,
The Martian,
The Young Rascals,
Camouflage,
Wire,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Smooth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Colin Newman,
Ronnie Foster,
The Star Department,
Delon & Dalcan,
Q65,
Sarah Menescal,
Letta Mbulu,
Rakim,
Amazonics,
Smog,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Blackbyrds,
Schoolly D,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
Mantronix,
Groovy Waters,
Matthew Bourne,
This Heat,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blake Baxter,
Second Layer,
The Gladiators,
X-Ray Spex,
Shuggie Otis,
The Moleskins,
Harry Pussy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang of Four,
Bluetip,
Tres Demented,
The Busters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mission of Burma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
8 Eyed Spy,
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.