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 Bahrain and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes 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 Deepchord to the dance 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rod Modell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Angry Samoans,
Pierre Henry,
Brothers Johnson,
Groovy Waters,
The Stooges,
Derrick May,
Country Teasers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hardrive,
Roger Hodgson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Porter Ricks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Busters,
Sugar Minott,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Swans,
DJ Sneak,
Mantronix,
Danielle Patucci,
Avey Tare,
FM Einheit,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Mojo Men,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Oneida,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Hood,
Jawbox,
Inner City,
Connie Case,
The Residents,
Byron Stingily,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Angels of Light,
DNA,
Curtis Mayfield,
Max Romeo,
Sonic Youth,
the Slits,
Boredoms,
Susan Cadogan,
Eurythmics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yaz,
Kas Product,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
UT,
The Kinks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marc Almond,
The Gladiators,
Mad Mike,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.