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 Gambia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Anakelly,
The Neon Judgement,
DJ Sneak,
Lyres,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Essential Logic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Martian,
Popol Vuh,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ossler,
Soul II Soul,
Todd Rundgren,
The Walker Brothers,
L. Decosne,
Derrick May,
Albert Ayler,
Tim Buckley,
Au Pairs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Television Personalities,
June of 44,
The Names,
Skarface,
Monolake,
Tears for Fears,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rotary Connection,
Kayak,
Pere Ubu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Warsaw,
The Smiths,
Rapeman,
Camouflage,
The Five Americans,
Magma,
Organ,
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
World's Most,
Piero Umiliani,
Lightning Bolt,
Isaac Hayes,
10cc,
Jeff Mills,
Deakin,
Deadbeat,
Banda Bassotti,
The Saints,
Suicide,
The Happenings,
Jandek,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Magazine,
Todd Terry,
The Index,
Second Layer,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.