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 Bulgaria and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba 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 Blake Baxter to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Wasted Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Essential Logic,
Harpers Bizarre,
T.S.O.L.,
Vladislav Delay,
Underground Resistance,
Spandau Ballet,
48th St. Collective,
The Skatalites,
Section 25,
Popol Vuh,
Isaac Hayes,
The Golliwogs,
Crash Course in Science,
Neil Young,
Marmalade,
Index,
Angry Samoans,
X-102,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dave Gahan,
Junior Murvin,
Max Romeo,
Dead Boys,
Maleditus Sound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marvin Gaye,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grey Daturas,
The Victims,
Matthew Bourne,
Connie Case,
Tubeway Army,
Moss Icon,
10cc,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
These Immortal Souls,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fuzztones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sight & Sound,
Mars,
Arthur Verocai,
Yazoo,
Little Man,
Groovy Waters,
The Raincoats,
Deepchord,
Amazonics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yellowson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cure,
Roy Ayers,
A Certain Ratio,
Motorama,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.