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 San Marino and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yaz,
Boz Scaggs,
Lebanon Hanover,
UT,
Pere Ubu,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter & Gordon,
Lakeside,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wire,
Laurel Aitken,
Quadrant,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Supertramp,
Todd Rundgren,
Aural Exciters,
Animal Collective,
The Happenings,
The Detroit Cobras,
Barrington Levy,
World's Most,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Vainqueur,
Excepter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
D'Angelo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Moon,
Crash Course in Science,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Motions,
Fela Kuti,
Unrelated Segments,
Tears for Fears,
Sarah Menescal,
Loose Ends,
Barry Ungar,
Japan,
AZ,
Carl Craig,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marvin Gaye,
Chris Corsano,
June of 44,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Basic Channel,
Cecil Taylor,
Dual Sessions,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Young Rascals,
Sam Rivers,
Eric Copeland,
Khruangbin,
Pagans,
Alison Limerick,
Echospace,
Intrusion,
Black Flag,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.