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 Zimbabwe and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Index 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez 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?
Reagan Youth,
Al Stewart,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minutemen,
The Human League,
Groovy Waters,
Black Sheep,
Kaleidoscope,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Talk Talk,
Soft Cell,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Reed,
ABBA,
Hardrive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DJ Style,
F. McDonald,
Porter Ricks,
Fluxion,
Jeff Lynne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joensuu 1685,
Minny Pops,
Amazonics,
Lungfish,
The Zeros,
Mark Hollis,
FM Einheit,
Delta 5,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Christie,
The Detroit Cobras,
Freddie Wadling,
Nick Fraelich,
Albert Ayler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Audionom,
the Normal,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Bananas,
The Divine Comedy,
LL Cool J,
cv313,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Donny Hathaway,
Deadbeat,
Crime,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
X-Ray Spex,
John Coltrane,
Eric Dolphy,
Con Funk Shun,
Johnny Osbourne,
DJ Sneak,
Peter & Gordon,
Henry Cow,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.