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 Kazakhstan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
Technova,
Joey Negro,
Jerry's Kids,
Joe Smooth,
Black Bananas,
Guru Guru,
Interpol,
The Toasters,
The Move,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
E-Dancer,
Banda Bassotti,
KRS-One,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Evens,
Neil Young,
Hasil Adkins,
Jandek,
Bill Near,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Stooges,
Aaron Thompson,
Davy DMX,
The United States of America,
the Swans,
Nick Fraelich,
The Beau Brummels,
Harpers Bizarre,
Loose Ends,
Stetsasonic,
Todd Rundgren,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Germs,
New York Dolls,
Ponytail,
Alton Ellis,
Tres Demented,
Black Moon,
The Young Rascals,
kango's stein massive,
Henry Cow,
The Saints,
The Residents,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boredoms,
Main Source,
Funkadelic,
Smog,
Fugazi,
The Tremeloes,
Public Image Ltd.,
CMW,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aural Exciters,
Pussy Galore,
Toni Rubio,
Eden Ahbez,
La Düsseldorf,
Scan 7,
The Invisible,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.