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 Morocco and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Essential Logic to the jazz 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
The United States of America,
Fatback Band,
Bill Wells,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cluster,
Ice-T,
the Soft Cell,
Gang Starr,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Adolescents,
Technova,
Derrick Morgan,
Monks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Matthew Halsall,
a-ha,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Minny Pops,
The Pretty Things,
Freddie Wadling,
Blossom Toes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ten City,
Talk Talk,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Subhumans,
Bauhaus,
Kurtis Blow,
Gichy Dan,
The Moody Blues,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Angels of Light,
Severed Heads,
Thee Headcoats,
Easy Going,
Wolf Eyes,
Ohio Players,
John Cale,
Lalo Schifrin,
kango's stein massive,
Fluxion,
Nick Fraelich,
Reagan Youth,
The Selecter,
The Gories,
Lakeside,
Panda Bear,
Cybotron,
Yellowson,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lungfish,
ABBA,
Sugar Minott,
Quando Quango,
Aloha Tigers,
Absolute Body Control,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.