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 Estonia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Tom Boy to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Maleditus Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The United States of America,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Henry Cow,
Franke,
Au Pairs,
Leonard Cohen,
Second Layer,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Fall,
Flipper,
Colin Newman,
Moebius,
Carl Craig,
Angry Samoans,
Organ,
The Blackbyrds,
Aaron Thompson,
The Selecter,
Max Romeo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
MC5,
Jesper Dahlback,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Knickerbockers,
Junior Murvin,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Iggy Pop,
Bauhaus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Outsiders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Royal Trux,
a-ha,
Yusef Lateef,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Thompson Twins,
The Neon Judgement,
Aloha Tigers,
Arthur Verocai,
Bush Tetras,
Dave Gahan,
Desert Stars,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Unwound,
Marcia Griffiths,
48th St. Collective,
Delta 5,
Bobby Byrd,
Alice Coltrane,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.