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 Seychelles and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sonny Sharrock to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Ludus,
Jacques Brel,
Moss Icon,
Crime,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Dirtbombs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ice-T,
Duran Duran,
Mission of Burma,
Cluster,
Gang Green,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neil Young,
The Motions,
Joy Division,
Adolescents,
The Associates,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MDC,
Michelle Simonal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Clear Light,
EPMD,
Monolake,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minnie Riperton,
Subhumans,
Livin' Joy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Zeros,
Joey Negro,
Neu!,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
DNA,
Zapp,
Country Teasers,
The Real Kids,
One Last Wish,
The Blues Magoos,
Los Fastidios,
The Grass Roots,
Jesper Dahlback,
Von Mondo,
Funky Four + One,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
kango's stein massive,
Nas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
cv313,
Steve Hackett,
Electric Light Orchestra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tom Boy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Maurizio,
the Normal,
This Heat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scott Walker,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.