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 Ghana and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron 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 The Moody Blues to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Parry Music,
Laurel Aitken,
Man Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Seeds,
the Germs,
Pole,
The Golliwogs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Junior Murvin,
The Raincoats,
Crash Course in Science,
the Association,
Warren Ellis,
Lyres,
Half Japanese,
The Durutti Column,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vladislav Delay,
New Age Steppers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joey Negro,
FM Einheit,
The Standells,
Moby Grape,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Red Krayola,
Chris Corsano,
Dennis Brown,
Alton Ellis,
Animal Collective,
Soul II Soul,
The Monks,
Patti Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
Warsaw,
The Gap Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris & Cosey,
R.M.O.,
Audionom,
Boogie Down Productions,
Drexciya,
Can,
Hashim,
Flash Fearless,
The Five Americans,
Roger Hodgson,
Bad Manners,
Black Pus,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Slits,
Groovy Waters,
Cal Tjader,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.