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 Mauritius and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 U.S. Maple to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Blake Baxter,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Man Parrish,
Camouflage,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grauzone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
DJ Style,
the Association,
Excepter,
Scientists,
Delta 5,
Carl Craig,
Neil Young,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Star Department,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Lakeside,
The Beau Brummels,
Rekid,
Eric Copeland,
Jeru the Damaja,
Unwound,
The Sound,
Anakelly,
Curtis Mayfield,
Neu!,
The Martian,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fluxion,
Newcleus,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Human League,
Yazoo,
Motorama,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Yellowson,
Grey Daturas,
Peter and Kerry,
Lower 48,
Gabor Szabo,
Scion,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Public Enemy,
Mantronix,
Tropical Tobacco,
Susan Cadogan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chris Corsano,
Spoonie Gee,
Unrelated Segments,
T.S.O.L.,
The Smoke,
China Crisis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
James White and The Blacks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.