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 Zambia and from Milan.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Connie Case to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
Wolf Eyes,
Shoche,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Interpol,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Oneida,
Spoonie Gee,
The Leaves,
Iggy Pop,
Janne Schatter,
The Real Kids,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Khruangbin,
Inner City,
Juan Atkins,
Brick,
James Chance & The Contortions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fuzztones,
Nas,
Make Up,
Kurtis Blow,
Q and Not U,
The Monks,
Crime,
Robert Görl,
Skaos,
Traffic Nightmare,
Terry Callier,
The Blues Magoos,
DJ Sneak,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Bar-Kays,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Charles Mingus,
Adolescents,
DNA,
Alison Limerick,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Faust,
Agitation Free,
Amon Düül,
China Crisis,
Blancmange,
Vainqueur,
ABC,
New York Dolls,
Grauzone,
Average White Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Seeds,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rites of Spring,
Rufus Thomas,
Index,
R.M.O.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.