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 San Marino and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Pylon to the rock 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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Jeff Mills,
Sexual Harrassment,
Parry Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scrapy,
The Fortunes,
Lucky Dragons,
UT,
Sandy B,
Bauhaus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sonic Youth,
Robert Hood,
Malaria!,
Marine Girls,
Toni Rubio,
Khruangbin,
The Angels of Light,
The Slackers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Panda Bear,
The Toasters,
Nirvana,
Franke,
Jimmy McGriff,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
Visage,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Carl Craig,
Basic Channel,
Yusef Lateef,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
MDC,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Technova,
the Slits,
The Beau Brummels,
Icehouse,
The Moleskins,
Mo-Dettes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Brass Construction,
The Gladiators,
The Divine Comedy,
PIL,
Pole,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABC,
The Offenders,
Black Bananas,
Rakim,
Byron Stingily,
The Zeros,
Brick,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.