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 Italy and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
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 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 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 Hardrive to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
UT,
Trumans Water,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Cale,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Barracudas,
T.S.O.L.,
Moby Grape,
Lucky Dragons,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Harmonia,
Dave Gahan,
The Zeros,
The Blues Magoos,
DNA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smiths,
8 Eyed Spy,
Derrick May,
Panda Bear,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fortunes,
Heaven 17,
Gang of Four,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Vainqueur,
Hoover,
Matthew Bourne,
The Real Kids,
Nas,
Accadde A,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kenny Larkin,
The Pretty Things,
The Flesh Eaters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
F. McDonald,
Lower 48,
Ludus,
Depeche Mode,
Bronski Beat,
Nick Fraelich,
Simply Red,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wolf Eyes,
Toni Rubio,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-101,
The Motions,
the Normal,
Michelle Simonal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Ornette Coleman,
Jandek,
Sun Ra,
Darondo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.