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 Belarus and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Index to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
New Order,
Delta 5,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Newcleus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mummies,
Black Bananas,
Reagan Youth,
Icehouse,
Shuggie Otis,
Cymande,
Audionom,
The Gap Band,
Boz Scaggs,
MDC,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fad Gadget,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Green,
Whodini,
The Cure,
Half Japanese,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Andrew Hill,
the Association,
Basic Channel,
China Crisis,
Crime,
8 Eyed Spy,
Urselle,
Fatback Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Yellowson,
Bush Tetras,
the Bar-Kays,
Neu!,
X-101,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ludus,
Metal Thangz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Talk Talk,
Eli Mardock,
Tom Boy,
Darondo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Panda Bear,
The Fall,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roy Ayers,
Animal Collective,
Q and Not U,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.