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 Bangladesh and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Funky Four + One to the grunge 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Swans,
Cameo,
Mission of Burma,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Monochrome Set,
Crime,
PIL,
Donald Byrd,
Bang On A Can,
Skaos,
Cybotron,
Hoover,
Eli Mardock,
Con Funk Shun,
Banda Bassotti,
Marc Almond,
Davy DMX,
Arcadia,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mark Hollis,
The Gories,
Michelle Simonal,
Grey Daturas,
Throbbing Gristle,
Animal Collective,
Surgeon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scion,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
10cc,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Christie,
Amon Düül II,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ultra Naté,
Ronan,
Peter & Gordon,
Pantaleimon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joy Division,
Sun Ra,
Dennis Brown,
Ronnie Foster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Wings,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sparks,
The American Breed,
R.M.O.,
The Grass Roots,
The Toasters,
Erykah Badu,
Amon Düül,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Babytalk,
Royal Trux,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.