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 Ireland and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Pussy Galore to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Quantec,
Thee Headcoats,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Blues Magoos,
Model 500,
Jimmy McGriff,
LL Cool J,
Brothers Johnson,
Niagra,
Kerri Chandler,
Supertramp,
The Sonics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Schoolly D,
the Association,
Grauzone,
Bad Manners,
John Lydon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Leonard Cohen,
Skaos,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lalann,
The Count Five,
Iggy Pop,
Rites of Spring,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Five Americans,
Black Flag,
Smog,
Janne Schatter,
Soft Machine,
The Smiths,
John Coltrane,
Interpol,
Michelle Simonal,
Shuggie Otis,
Laurel Aitken,
Moby Grape,
Peter and Kerry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gong,
Main Source,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-101,
Joy Division,
Hasil Adkins,
Roger Hodgson,
The Saints,
The Birthday Party,
Von Mondo,
Terry Callier,
Bootsy Collins,
The Mummies,
Lou Christie,
Babytalk,
David Bowie,
Circle Jerks,
Aloha Tigers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.