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 Kiribati and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Techniques to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fugs,
Crooked Eye,
The Dirtbombs,
The Five Americans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Peter and Kerry,
Minnie Riperton,
David McCallum,
Royal Trux,
Eurythmics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Zapp,
Reagan Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
La Düsseldorf,
Echospace,
Monks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dawn Penn,
Avey Tare,
The Gun Club,
Joy Division,
Eddi Front,
Toni Rubio,
Blake Baxter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Isaac Hayes,
Yazoo,
Yellowson,
The Smiths,
Pet Shop Boys,
One Last Wish,
Donald Byrd,
The Gap Band,
B.T. Express,
New York Dolls,
Hot Snakes,
Spoonie Gee,
Graham Central Station,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Magma,
Thee Headcoats,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Names,
Silicon Teens,
Sonny Sharrock,
Quadrant,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Au Pairs,
Lower 48,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tomorrow,
Black Moon,
Brothers Johnson,
The Buckinghams,
Barbara Tucker,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.