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 Belarus and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Moss Icon 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
The Pop Group,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Knickerbockers,
Loose Ends,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Victims,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Audionom,
Liliput,
Banda Bassotti,
Howard Jones,
Adolescents,
Deepchord,
Jeff Lynne,
Matthew Bourne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Invisible,
Massinfluence,
Tears for Fears,
China Crisis,
Newcleus,
Janne Schatter,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Radiohead,
Erasure,
Soft Cell,
Circle Jerks,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neil Young,
the Human League,
Gang of Four,
The Pretty Things,
Harpers Bizarre,
Q and Not U,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bronski Beat,
The Black Dice,
Albert Ayler,
Thompson Twins,
Jacques Brel,
Charles Mingus,
Roy Ayers,
Chris & Cosey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fortunes,
Lou Reed,
Derrick May,
Tom Boy,
Von Mondo,
Jandek,
Tim Buckley,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dorothy Ashby,
June of 44,
MC5,
Drexciya,
Royal Trux,
Intrusion,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.