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 Kenya and from Manila.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Monochrome Set to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Echospace,
Bill Near,
Nick Fraelich,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Monks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Coltrane,
Arcadia,
Sixth Finger,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Standells,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rufus Thomas,
Mr. Review,
Sandy B,
The Golliwogs,
Nik Kershaw,
Zero Boys,
The Martian,
The Birthday Party,
Roy Ayers,
Arab on Radar,
Sister Nancy,
Lyres,
Whodini,
Minnie Riperton,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
These Immortal Souls,
Clear Light,
Al Stewart,
The Associates,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Grass Roots,
The United States of America,
Althea and Donna,
Mission of Burma,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Neon Judgement,
Magazine,
KRS-One,
Banda Bassotti,
Letta Mbulu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Model 500,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oneida,
Anthony Braxton,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ornette Coleman,
The Gladiators,
The Barracudas,
The Cowsills,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eve St. Jones,
The Electric Prunes,
Hardrive,
The Doobie Brothers,
Animal Collective,
Sällskapet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.