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 Mali and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord 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 the Association to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Connie Case,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Christie,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Technova,
The Knickerbockers,
Ten City,
EPMD,
Von Mondo,
The Offenders,
Steve Hackett,
Archie Shepp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bobby Hutcherson,
B.T. Express,
Dave Gahan,
Camouflage,
Kenny Larkin,
The Modern Lovers,
X-Ray Spex,
Q65,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crispy Ambulance,
Matthew Halsall,
Basic Channel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deakin,
Black Flag,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Chris & Cosey,
Lightning Bolt,
Model 500,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Derrick May,
Unwound,
DNA,
Thee Headcoats,
Amon Düül II,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Barracudas,
Derrick Morgan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zero Boys,
AZ,
Dark Day,
Inner City,
Mad Mike,
Los Fastidios,
Second Layer,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wire,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gerry Rafferty,
Essential Logic,
Warsaw,
Boz Scaggs,
Jacob Miller,
The Searchers,
The Golliwogs,
Jeff Lynne,
Joe Finger,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.