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 Mongolia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 Jeff Lynne to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Bauhaus,
Quantec,
Chrome,
Qualms,
Patti Smith,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Victims,
Essential Logic,
Drexciya,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Little Man,
Young Marble Giants,
Khruangbin,
Brothers Johnson,
Groovy Waters,
Ken Boothe,
Delta 5,
Roger Hodgson,
Pylon,
Joensuu 1685,
Gastr Del Sol,
Massinfluence,
8 Eyed Spy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joey Negro,
The Pretty Things,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fear,
Derrick May,
Donny Hathaway,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
OOIOO,
Kaleidoscope,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Fraelich,
X-Ray Spex,
Loose Ends,
Heaven 17,
The Cure,
Sex Pistols,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Avey Tare,
Quando Quango,
Malaria!,
Kas Product,
Country Teasers,
Ultravox,
Kerri Chandler,
Gerry Rafferty,
New York Dolls,
June of 44,
Pere Ubu,
Pantaleimon,
Alton Ellis,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.