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 Moldova and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Dual Sessions,
PIL,
Heaven 17,
Urselle,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Swell Maps,
The Electric Prunes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Section 25,
Tres Demented,
Toni Rubio,
T.S.O.L.,
Subhumans,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fall,
a-ha,
Ronnie Foster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monks,
Maleditus Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Christie,
Howard Jones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Music Machine,
Sun Ra,
Brothers Johnson,
Pagans,
Todd Terry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Accadde A,
Crispian St. Peters,
Althea and Donna,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Make Up,
Royal Trux,
10cc,
Amon Düül II,
Isaac Hayes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sound Behaviour,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
LL Cool J,
Black Pus,
DJ Sneak,
Young Marble Giants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wings,
The Litter,
Flash Fearless,
Bluetip,
Soul Sonic Force,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mission of Burma,
In Retrospect,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.