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 Sierra Leone and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Skarface to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan 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?
Grey Daturas,
Tom Boy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quando Quango,
The Evens,
Jawbox,
The Sound,
The Offenders,
Duran Duran,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Maurizio,
Unrelated Segments,
Bob Dylan,
Howard Jones,
Thee Headcoats,
The Buckinghams,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Unwound,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul Sonic Force,
Skaos,
The Fugs,
Index,
the Fania All-Stars,
Man Parrish,
Minutemen,
Sonny Sharrock,
Porter Ricks,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tears for Fears,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Matthew Halsall,
Thompson Twins,
Sällskapet,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mojo Men,
Swans,
The Victims,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cluster,
The New Christs,
Robert Görl,
Toni Rubio,
Procol Harum,
H. Thieme,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Moon,
Icehouse,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick Morgan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Das Ding,
Deepchord,
Sixth Finger,
Alison Limerick,
Section 25,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.