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 Yemen and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Eli Mardock to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
the Human League,
Bad Manners,
Todd Rundgren,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Sonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Unrelated Segments,
Khruangbin,
Franke,
Main Source,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Monks,
Amon Düül II,
Simply Red,
Toni Rubio,
Minnie Riperton,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warsaw,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mark Hollis,
Loose Ends,
David McCallum,
the Slits,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wire,
R.M.O.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yusef Lateef,
Eric Dolphy,
The Techniques,
H. Thieme,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed,
Duran Duran,
Ituana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pole,
Derrick May,
Brothers Johnson,
The Birthday Party,
Ultravox,
DJ Style,
June Days,
Prince Buster,
Eurythmics,
Eden Ahbez,
Fear,
Dennis Brown,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Echospace,
Vainqueur,
UT,
Nick Fraelich,
The Seeds,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Doobie Brothers,
Boz Scaggs,
The Angels of Light,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.