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 Kyrgyzstan and from Spokane.
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 Manchester and Jakarta.
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 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 Boredoms to the rap 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Mark Hollis,
Peter and Kerry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Josef K,
Brand Nubian,
Terrestrial Tones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eden Ahbez,
One Last Wish,
Lower 48,
Drexciya,
Grandmaster Flash,
Johnny Osbourne,
Barry Ungar,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Los Fastidios,
Terry Callier,
Quadrant,
Derrick Morgan,
Sällskapet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kas Product,
The Knickerbockers,
The Toasters,
Black Pus,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Guru Guru,
Iggy Pop,
Thompson Twins,
Deepchord,
Ohio Players,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Intrusion,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Byron Stingily,
Icehouse,
Crispian St. Peters,
Funky Four + One,
Laurel Aitken,
Hasil Adkins,
Animal Collective,
The Offenders,
U.S. Maple,
Joey Negro,
Tubeway Army,
The Gories,
MDC,
Gang Gang Dance,
H. Thieme,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers,
Deakin,
Joyce Sims,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agent Orange,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.