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 Bhutan and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Tropical Tobacco to the rock 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Animal Collective,
The Vogues,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Selecter,
Ponytail,
cv313,
Black Sheep,
Absolute Body Control,
CMW,
The Gap Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Litter,
Eric Copeland,
Cymande,
The Grass Roots,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Flag,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Spoonie Gee,
DNA,
Morten Harket,
Blancmange,
Albert Ayler,
Todd Terry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Todd Rundgren,
The Music Machine,
Talk Talk,
Pantytec,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang Starr,
R.M.O.,
Nico,
David McCallum,
Rotary Connection,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DJ Sneak,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nation of Ulysses,
KRS-One,
L. Decosne,
Theoretical Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Donald Byrd,
Hoover,
Swell Maps,
Rekid,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bootsy Collins,
Visage,
the Bar-Kays,
Nik Kershaw,
Scrapy,
The Cramps,
Nirvana,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kerri Chandler,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.