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 Switzerland and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Selecter,
cv313,
Tommy Roe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jesper Dahlback,
Main Source,
Barbara Tucker,
Gregory Isaacs,
K-Klass,
Quadrant,
Althea and Donna,
Eddi Front,
The Last Poets,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Von Mondo,
Alton Ellis,
Ten City,
Morten Harket,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Dead C,
Freddie Wadling,
Marmalade,
Chrome,
Deakin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Grauzone,
Joe Finger,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ken Boothe,
U.S. Maple,
Television,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Agent Orange,
The Vogues,
Joensuu 1685,
Sarah Menescal,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Smiths,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Arab on Radar,
Nation of Ulysses,
Livin' Joy,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Terry,
The Wake,
The Remains,
Susan Cadogan,
Lalann,
Slick Rick,
Rod Modell,
Danielle Patucci,
The Smoke,
Adolescents,
The Offenders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Electric Prunes,
UT,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.