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 Nigeria and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Eve St. Jones,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Howard Jones,
Mr. Review,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
ABBA,
New Order,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maleditus Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pharoah Sanders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Porter Ricks,
The Zeros,
Desert Stars,
Marc Almond,
Terrestrial Tones,
Section 25,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Reed,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Names,
cv313,
kango's stein massive,
Avey Tare,
Anakelly,
The Mummies,
The Trojans,
Tropical Tobacco,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rapeman,
Pulsallama,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neil Young,
Grey Daturas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nico,
Main Source,
Alice Coltrane,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tim Buckley,
Stetsasonic,
Heaven 17,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cowsills,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Andrew Hill,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Stooges,
Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lightning Bolt,
Motorama,
L. Decosne,
The Young Rascals,
Cheater Slicks,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.