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 Peru and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb 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 the Swans to the grime 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
cv313,
Steve Hackett,
Anthony Braxton,
Max Romeo,
Hardrive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Order,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dave Clark Five,
Loose Ends,
World's Most,
Absolute Body Control,
Wings,
Gang Gang Dance,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Motions,
The J.B.'s,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Goldenarms,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Throbbing Gristle,
Deakin,
Kerri Chandler,
Pet Shop Boys,
Henry Cow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camberwell Now,
Lakeside,
Black Flag,
Freddie Wadling,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Human League,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Girls At Our Best!,
a-ha,
Kurtis Blow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Trumans Water,
The Black Dice,
Stiv Bators,
The Doors,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Iggy Pop,
Technova,
Babytalk,
The Dead C,
John Foxx,
Los Fastidios,
The American Breed,
48th St. Collective,
The United States of America,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lalann,
Slave,
Crispian St. Peters,
Outsiders,
Graham Central Station,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.