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 Uruguay and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum 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 Qualms 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Accadde A,
Eric Dolphy,
Yaz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Leonard Cohen,
Grauzone,
Iggy Pop,
Au Pairs,
Zapp,
Cecil Taylor,
David Bowie,
Barrington Levy,
Masters at Work,
The Blackbyrds,
EPMD,
Reagan Youth,
The Dirtbombs,
AZ,
The Mojo Men,
Chrome,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Chris & Cosey,
Main Source,
Throbbing Gristle,
David McCallum,
Boredoms,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joe Finger,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kenny Larkin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Seeds,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Normal,
Skriet,
Albert Ayler,
The Angels of Light,
E-Dancer,
Joensuu 1685,
the Slits,
Jawbox,
Lalann,
Theoretical Girls,
Shoche,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Funkadelic,
Minutemen,
Franke,
The Trojans,
Lakeside,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camouflage,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scientists,
Dual Sessions,
Bush Tetras,
Robert Hood,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.