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 Malaysia and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar 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 Cymande to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Durutti Column,
Moby Grape,
Reagan Youth,
Lalo Schifrin,
Iggy Pop,
Sonic Youth,
Angry Samoans,
The Count Five,
Derrick Morgan,
The J.B.'s,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
T. Rex,
Alton Ellis,
The Searchers,
The Black Dice,
U.S. Maple,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Doors,
Harmonia,
The Pretty Things,
Grauzone,
Lakeside,
The Seeds,
Q and Not U,
Half Japanese,
Von Mondo,
Magazine,
Althea and Donna,
Charles Mingus,
Goldenarms,
Masters at Work,
The Electric Prunes,
Essential Logic,
The Skatalites,
Sparks,
The Neon Judgement,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Bar-Kays,
Cluster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Young Rascals,
Pussy Galore,
DNA,
Joensuu 1685,
The Slackers,
Kaleidoscope,
Gabor Szabo,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Moon,
The Monks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ossler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Los Fastidios,
Robert Wyatt,
Desert Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.