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 Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Skriet to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
Electric Prunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oneida,
Wally Richardson,
Jerry's Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Moss Icon,
Blake Baxter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minor Threat,
China Crisis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tommy Roe,
The Wake,
The Zeros,
Marmalade,
Matthew Halsall,
Boredoms,
Lakeside,
The Divine Comedy,
Susan Cadogan,
The Gladiators,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Public Image Ltd.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The J.B.'s,
Banda Bassotti,
Magma,
Rotary Connection,
The Seeds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stiv Bators,
Johnny Osbourne,
The New Christs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Swell Maps,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scrapy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Quantec,
Suburban Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Reuben Wilson,
Fad Gadget,
Thee Headcoats,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bang On A Can,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Byrd,
Symarip,
KRS-One,
Y Pants,
Reagan Youth,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.