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 Taiwan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jacob Miller to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Althea and Donna,
Von Mondo,
Blake Baxter,
MDC,
The Doors,
Basic Channel,
Toni Rubio,
Idris Muhammad,
Motorama,
Kas Product,
Dennis Brown,
The Music Machine,
David Bowie,
Tim Buckley,
Mad Mike,
A Certain Ratio,
Matthew Halsall,
The Last Poets,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Half Japanese,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sister Nancy,
Flash Fearless,
Ponytail,
The Saints,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Star Department,
Ultimate Spinach,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blancmange,
Donald Byrd,
Nico,
Byron Stingily,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Pretty Things,
Sugar Minott,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marmalade,
Moebius,
Cecil Taylor,
The Index,
Mandrill,
Newcleus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Standells,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sarah Menescal,
June Days,
Lalann,
Minny Pops,
10cc,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Wake,
Bob Dylan,
World's Most,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.