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 Austria and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Grey Daturas to the rock 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Chris & Cosey,
Judy Mowatt,
One Last Wish,
Skriet,
The Divine Comedy,
F. McDonald,
LL Cool J,
Wire,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Blackbyrds,
Danielle Patucci,
Mary Jane Girls,
Blancmange,
This Heat,
Audionom,
Lindisfarne,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Amon Düül,
CMW,
DNA,
Quadrant,
The Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
AZ,
Fear,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Finger,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fluxion,
a-ha,
Banda Bassotti,
Circle Jerks,
Interpol,
David Axelrod,
Cluster,
Rapeman,
Slick Rick,
Radiohead,
Hasil Adkins,
Bluetip,
Sight & Sound,
Clear Light,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Green,
Malaria!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Womack,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The New Christs,
Yellowson,
Eli Mardock,
The Walker Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wings,
Half Japanese,
U.S. Maple,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.