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 Guyana and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet 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 Joy Division to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arthur Verocai,
Cheater Slicks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Popol Vuh,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alice Coltrane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mantronix,
Fad Gadget,
Dave Gahan,
the Normal,
Sonny Sharrock,
Loose Ends,
The Dead C,
The Gladiators,
Glenn Branca,
Avey Tare,
The Martian,
The Misunderstood,
The Moleskins,
Skriet,
Lindisfarne,
Funky Four + One,
Spandau Ballet,
Panda Bear,
Gang Green,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rufus Thomas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Model 500,
Robert Hood,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Johnny Osbourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sarah Menescal,
DJ Sneak,
The Blues Magoos,
Dual Sessions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wolf Eyes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rod Modell,
Ornette Coleman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cecil Taylor,
CMW,
Ohio Players,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Harry Pussy,
Porter Ricks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blancmange,
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.