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 Nauru and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Standells to the disco 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Boz Scaggs,
Monolake,
Dark Day,
Agent Orange,
Subhumans,
Marc Almond,
Josef K,
Japan,
Kayak,
Donny Hathaway,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
D'Angelo,
The Pop Group,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Make Up,
The J.B.'s,
The Victims,
Grey Daturas,
Albert Ayler,
Nas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Half Japanese,
Reuben Wilson,
Dave Gahan,
Q65,
Procol Harum,
Cameo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Shuggie Otis,
The Names,
Niagra,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Copeland,
Maleditus Sound,
Ken Boothe,
Country Teasers,
The Grass Roots,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arthur Verocai,
Iggy Pop,
Young Marble Giants,
Fat Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Pere Ubu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Von Mondo,
Ultravox,
Pylon,
Chris Corsano,
cv313,
Robert Wyatt,
Jacob Miller,
The Velvet Underground,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Drive Like Jehu,
MDC,
Kurtis Blow,
The Slackers,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.