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 Gambia and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Dorothy Ashby to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Main Source,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agitation Free,
Franke,
Thee Headcoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
U.S. Maple,
The Count Five,
Black Bananas,
Pole,
Eli Mardock,
The Stooges,
The Walker Brothers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Buckinghams,
The Grass Roots,
Nico,
Scratch Acid,
Black Sheep,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Laurel Aitken,
Joey Negro,
La Düsseldorf,
John Cale,
DJ Sneak,
Toni Rubio,
The Fuzztones,
Bang On A Can,
Joe Smooth,
Stereo Dub,
E-Dancer,
The Pop Group,
Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
Janne Schatter,
Bob Dylan,
Eurythmics,
Infiniti,
Fad Gadget,
Ponytail,
Man Parrish,
Sandy B,
Bauhaus,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dennis Brown,
X-Ray Spex,
Scion,
Shuggie Otis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Masters at Work,
Second Layer,
Tom Boy,
The Raincoats,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Germs,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.