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 Poland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gang Green to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
The United States of America,
Icehouse,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deakin,
John Coltrane,
Brick,
Subhumans,
Minny Pops,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aloha Tigers,
Chris & Cosey,
The Kinks,
Second Layer,
Arcadia,
Simply Red,
Marshall Jefferson,
Man Parrish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Erykah Badu,
Alison Limerick,
Bootsy Collins,
Fela Kuti,
The Saints,
The Move,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
ABBA,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deepchord,
Television,
Cheater Slicks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Minor Threat,
Andrew Hill,
Nik Kershaw,
10cc,
Anthony Braxton,
Stetsasonic,
June of 44,
Jesper Dahlback,
Radio Birdman,
Masters at Work,
Intrusion,
Steve Hackett,
Supertramp,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Section 25,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alphaville,
Basic Channel,
Saccharine Trust,
Funky Four + One,
The Pretty Things,
The Fire Engines,
L. Decosne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Germs,
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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.