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 United States and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Spokane and Halifax.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar 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 Gichy Dan to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Pulsallama,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Siglo XX,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Anakelly,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sound Behaviour,
D'Angelo,
Gang Green,
Hasil Adkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Depeche Mode,
Groovy Waters,
Don Cherry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Danielle Patucci,
Arthur Verocai,
Trumans Water,
FM Einheit,
The Angels of Light,
The Searchers,
Wally Richardson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alison Limerick,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Toasters,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rod Modell,
Andrew Hill,
Barrington Levy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ituana,
the Bar-Kays,
Eve St. Jones,
Franke,
Brick,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stereo Dub,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mission of Burma,
Fort Wilson Riot,
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
10cc,
DJ Style,
Mo-Dettes,
Blake Baxter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tom Boy,
Jeff Lynne,
The Motions,
Ornette Coleman,
Ten City,
Anthony Braxton,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.