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 Macedonia and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gregory Isaacs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a rhodes 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 chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
The New Christs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jeff Mills,
Cameo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Offenders,
R.M.O.,
Soul Sonic Force,
PIL,
Nation of Ulysses,
Simply Red,
Gang Green,
The Human League,
Isaac Hayes,
Half Japanese,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Leaves,
Drive Like Jehu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chrome,
Khruangbin,
Silicon Teens,
Tres Demented,
Sonic Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
Spandau Ballet,
The Toasters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Faraquet,
10cc,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pussy Galore,
Radiohead,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Techniques,
Leonard Cohen,
Visage,
Soulsonic Force,
Quadrant,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wings,
Arcadia,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fugazi,
Metal Thangz,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gories,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Index,
Spoonie Gee,
Essential Logic,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Kinks,
Avey Tare,
cv313,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.