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 Cambodia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Charles Mingus to the grime 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Moebius,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Flag,
The Five Americans,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare,
Basic Channel,
Wally Richardson,
Whodini,
Cameo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marshall Jefferson,
Amon Düül II,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eric Dolphy,
Goldenarms,
Sandy B,
Crispian St. Peters,
KRS-One,
The Fire Engines,
Gichy Dan,
Sister Nancy,
John Holt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crooked Eye,
Chris Corsano,
Sixth Finger,
Bauhaus,
Suburban Knight,
Brick,
H. Thieme,
Kaleidoscope,
Malaria!,
Henry Cow,
Yazoo,
Tres Demented,
Cybotron,
R.M.O.,
John Foxx,
Kevin Saunderson,
Slave,
Ken Boothe,
Zero Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Oblivians,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric Copeland,
Tears for Fears,
Easy Going,
Altered Images,
Spoonie Gee,
Rotary Connection,
Radiohead,
Sun City Girls,
Talk Talk,
The Mojo Men,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Mandrill,
Rosa Yemen,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.