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 Bahrain and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Holger Czukay 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 Lakeside to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moby Grape,
X-Ray Spex,
Whodini,
Von Mondo,
Wire,
Donald Byrd,
L. Decosne,
Cameo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Offenders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxy Music,
The Fire Engines,
X-101,
Delta 5,
Sun City Girls,
Wings,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bobby Byrd,
the Bar-Kays,
The Pop Group,
D'Angelo,
Brand Nubian,
Dual Sessions,
Toni Rubio,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tomorrow,
Flash Fearless,
MC5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roger Hodgson,
The Last Poets,
Danielle Patucci,
Joey Negro,
T.S.O.L.,
Goldenarms,
Maleditus Sound,
Alphaville,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Los Fastidios,
Sun Ra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marc Almond,
the Soft Cell,
Faust,
Basic Channel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roxette,
The Skatalites,
Talk Talk,
Lou Reed,
The United States of America,
K-Klass,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Panda Bear,
Curtis Mayfield,
Funkadelic,
Ornette Coleman,
ABC,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.