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 Malaysia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Symarip to the punk 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express 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?
ABBA,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Dave Clark Five,
Siglo XX,
Arcadia,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Suburban Knight,
The Doors,
Ronan,
Brass Construction,
Alison Limerick,
Eric Copeland,
Danielle Patucci,
Spoonie Gee,
Symarip,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Main Source,
Bang On A Can,
Swans,
Angry Samoans,
Monks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DJ Sneak,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nik Kershaw,
Joey Negro,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pantaleimon,
The Cowsills,
Saccharine Trust,
The Tremeloes,
Barbara Tucker,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Byrd,
Gastr Del Sol,
Basic Channel,
Desert Stars,
Electric Prunes,
A Certain Ratio,
JFA,
Delta 5,
Brothers Johnson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Smoke,
Marine Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
a-ha,
Peter & Gordon,
Severed Heads,
Newcleus,
Leonard Cohen,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Byron Stingily,
Harmonia,
Wally Richardson,
Cal Tjader,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
La Düsseldorf,
The Residents,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.