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 Vanuatu and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Selecter to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Gil Scott Heron,
Stiv Bators,
Can,
Oneida,
Barry Ungar,
Rod Modell,
Radiohead,
Silicon Teens,
The Golliwogs,
The Young Rascals,
UT,
Deepchord,
Faust,
Ituana,
Black Moon,
In Retrospect,
Audionom,
Quando Quango,
Eden Ahbez,
Banda Bassotti,
Sister Nancy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fad Gadget,
Circle Jerks,
Tomorrow,
Flipper,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mantronix,
Black Pus,
The Mummies,
Moss Icon,
The Barracudas,
Joyce Sims,
New Age Steppers,
Arthur Verocai,
Glambeats Corp.,
Todd Terry,
Drexciya,
Eurythmics,
Radiopuhelimet,
David Axelrod,
China Crisis,
Ultra Naté,
David Bowie,
Anthony Braxton,
Sonic Youth,
a-ha,
New Order,
Popol Vuh,
Ten City,
Young Marble Giants,
Accadde A,
K-Klass,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fat Boys,
Unwound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Icehouse,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.