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 Slovakia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Unwound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Q and Not U,
Juan Atkins,
Don Cherry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Stooges,
Reuben Wilson,
Main Source,
Vainqueur,
Suicide,
Bobby Byrd,
Hardrive,
Faust,
Yazoo,
Tropical Tobacco,
James White and The Blacks,
This Heat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Inner City,
Make Up,
Tears for Fears,
The Gladiators,
Jacob Miller,
the Association,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jerry's Kids,
Heaven 17,
Mission of Burma,
The Blues Magoos,
Agitation Free,
The Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roxy Music,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Iggy Pop,
Pole,
The Wake,
The Trojans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Arcadia,
The American Breed,
Q65,
Pierre Henry,
Prince Buster,
Nico,
Intrusion,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sällskapet,
Steve Hackett,
Sound Behaviour,
Swell Maps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deadbeat,
Con Funk Shun,
The Beau Brummels,
Pantytec,
Negative Approach,
The Young Rascals,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fela Kuti,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.