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 China and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the electroclash 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
June Days,
Bobby Byrd,
Arthur Verocai,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nils Olav,
The Cowsills,
Deadbeat,
Lindisfarne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Roxette,
Joensuu 1685,
Aaron Thompson,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fire Engines,
Surgeon,
Outsiders,
F. McDonald,
The Barracudas,
Gastr Del Sol,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Henry Cow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Junior Murvin,
Bob Dylan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Normal,
Girls At Our Best!,
World's Most,
Eddi Front,
Maurizio,
Thompson Twins,
Los Fastidios,
Quadrant,
Gabor Szabo,
Stereo Dub,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Hill,
Ralphi Rosario,
Model 500,
The Five Americans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Circle Jerks,
Pylon,
Fatback Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jandek,
Eric B and Rakim,
Piero Umiliani,
Joey Negro,
Gichy Dan,
Pole,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Victims,
Morten Harket,
Grauzone,
Minor Threat,
Tim Buckley,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.