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 Vietnam and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fire Engines,
Monolake,
Lalann,
Sun City Girls,
DNA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ponytail,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bob Dylan,
Franke,
David McCallum,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Seeds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pantaleimon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cheater Slicks,
Easy Going,
Gong,
The Kinks,
Graham Central Station,
T.S.O.L.,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Girls At Our Best!,
Colin Newman,
David Axelrod,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
48th St. Collective,
Mantronix,
Leonard Cohen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fugs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Amon Düül,
Moby Grape,
Ludus,
Pylon,
Panda Bear,
Aaron Thompson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Machine,
Iggy Pop,
Negative Approach,
The Real Kids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Technova,
Cymande,
The Doors,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Niagra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Urselle,
The Martian,
Toni Rubio,
Neu!,
The Young Rascals,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.