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 Montenegro and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Litter to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Alarm Clocks,
Electric Prunes,
The Index,
Q and Not U,
The Invisible,
DJ Sneak,
Fela Kuti,
Max Romeo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Music Machine,
Maleditus Sound,
Sandy B,
The Skatalites,
Silicon Teens,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minnie Riperton,
Kaleidoscope,
a-ha,
Fugazi,
Bauhaus,
Darondo,
Kool Moe Dee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lower 48,
Radiohead,
Heaven 17,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ludus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ornette Coleman,
Mantronix,
Echospace,
Model 500,
The Human League,
Stockholm Monsters,
Khruangbin,
Scott Walker,
The Pop Group,
Fear,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Make Up,
Soulsonic Force,
Dark Day,
Sarah Menescal,
The Tremeloes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cybotron,
The Doobie Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Schoolly D,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
Tomorrow,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Smog,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.