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 Cuba and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 David Bowie 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 Barclay James Harvest to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Lou Christie,
Smog,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Anthony Braxton,
Susan Cadogan,
X-Ray Spex,
Mad Mike,
Young Marble Giants,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
Curtis Mayfield,
Porter Ricks,
DNA,
Toni Rubio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Cale,
Bobby Womack,
Derrick May,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donny Hathaway,
Lungfish,
Black Moon,
Brick,
OOIOO,
MC5,
Grauzone,
Swell Maps,
Bronski Beat,
Mars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rakim,
The Durutti Column,
The Buckinghams,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bluetip,
The Residents,
B.T. Express,
New Age Steppers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dirtbombs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Reed,
Iggy Pop,
The Motions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scrapy,
Andrew Hill,
Lakeside,
Eric B and Rakim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Neon Judgement,
Los Fastidios,
Black Flag,
Warren Ellis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Saints,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.