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 Croatia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 oboe 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 Livin' Joy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Fad Gadget,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Warsaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Audionom,
The New Christs,
Yusef Lateef,
Derrick May,
World's Most,
China Crisis,
The Searchers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brick,
Wings,
The Sonics,
Piero Umiliani,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Glenn Branca,
Theoretical Girls,
Charles Mingus,
AZ,
Symarip,
Erykah Badu,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Moody Blues,
Bobby Womack,
Alison Limerick,
E-Dancer,
Das Ding,
Boredoms,
Quantec,
Mr. Review,
Chris Corsano,
Bang On A Can,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Trumans Water,
Tomorrow,
Gang of Four,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Velvet Underground,
Delta 5,
Deepchord,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ohio Players,
Susan Cadogan,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric Dolphy,
John Coltrane,
Jeff Lynne,
Faraquet,
Fluxion,
Soul II Soul,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerri Chandler,
Basic Channel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Von Mondo,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.