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 Chad and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 La Düsseldorf to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Alton Ellis,
Kenny Larkin,
Index,
Lower 48,
Rod Modell,
Kerri Chandler,
Terry Callier,
the Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Faraquet,
The Monochrome Set,
Suicide,
Vladislav Delay,
Oblivians,
Bob Dylan,
Excepter,
Matthew Halsall,
Derrick May,
In Retrospect,
Visage,
Aloha Tigers,
Ralphi Rosario,
June of 44,
Godley & Creme,
Wally Richardson,
The Gories,
The Blues Magoos,
Agitation Free,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
La Düsseldorf,
the Bar-Kays,
Kaleidoscope,
The Evens,
Easy Going,
The Shadows of Knight,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Angels of Light,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
These Immortal Souls,
Main Source,
The Remains,
Tears for Fears,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sam Rivers,
The Raincoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxette,
Zapp,
Erykah Badu,
Das Ding,
D'Angelo,
Make Up,
Oneida,
The Motions,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pole,
Eurythmics,
Funkadelic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.