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 China and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator 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 Reuben Wilson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Aural Exciters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fugazi,
John Holt,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sugar Minott,
Pussy Galore,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David McCallum,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Donald Byrd,
Visage,
Bauhaus,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül,
New Age Steppers,
Glenn Branca,
World's Most,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Zapp,
Sister Nancy,
Mission of Burma,
The Barracudas,
Mad Mike,
MC5,
Henry Cow,
Andrew Hill,
Hardrive,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ronan,
Warren Ellis,
The Selecter,
Skarface,
Roger Hodgson,
Ponytail,
Bob Dylan,
The Human League,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Wyatt,
Babytalk,
Rod Modell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cecil Taylor,
Barbara Tucker,
Eric Copeland,
Brass Construction,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fatback Band,
The Remains,
Glambeats Corp.,
Avey Tare,
The Blues Magoos,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pantytec,
Banda Bassotti,
Shoche,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.