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 Lithuania and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pierre Henry to the jazz 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Henry Cow,
Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fad Gadget,
JFA,
Simply Red,
The Gap Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül,
David Axelrod,
Anakelly,
Peter and Kerry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Procol Harum,
Second Layer,
Shuggie Otis,
Hardrive,
Boz Scaggs,
Silicon Teens,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
The Knickerbockers,
Laurel Aitken,
Dennis Brown,
Jandek,
Nils Olav,
Basic Channel,
Lou Christie,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ronan,
Al Stewart,
Sun Ra,
Danielle Patucci,
Wire,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crooked Eye,
The Cosmic Jokers,
B.T. Express,
Kaleidoscope,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
Skriet,
Lalann,
DJ Sneak,
UT,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joyce Sims,
10cc,
Pere Ubu,
Terry Callier,
The Red Krayola,
Guru Guru,
Jacques Brel,
Gang of Four,
Grey Daturas,
Connie Case,
Oblivians,
Funky Four + One,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.