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 Spain and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba 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 R.M.O. to the rock 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Joey Negro,
Sarah Menescal,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Radio Birdman,
Henry Cow,
Eurythmics,
Groovy Waters,
Monolake,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Doors,
Eric Dolphy,
Lower 48,
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Leaves,
Liliput,
Yazoo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mission of Burma,
Gang Green,
Roxy Music,
Young Marble Giants,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Japan,
Intrusion,
T.S.O.L.,
Cybotron,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Pretty Things,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Y Pants,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Television Personalities,
Ten City,
E-Dancer,
Public Image Ltd.,
Funky Four + One,
Graham Central Station,
Mars,
Carl Craig,
Dawn Penn,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Interpol,
Deakin,
Junior Murvin,
Jeru the Damaja,
UT,
The Music Machine,
Lindisfarne,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cheater Slicks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nirvana,
Subhumans,
Ultravox,
Stockholm Monsters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Essential Logic,
Swans,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.