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 Jamaica and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sonny Sharrock to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Quantec,
Public Enemy,
Trumans Water,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
a-ha,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rufus Thomas,
Brass Construction,
Icehouse,
The Blackbyrds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DJ Sneak,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Walker Brothers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Association,
Quando Quango,
Derrick Morgan,
Lalo Schifrin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lightning Bolt,
Fatback Band,
Average White Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Soft Cell,
Young Marble Giants,
The Invisible,
The Monks,
Mark Hollis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sex Pistols,
The Electric Prunes,
David Axelrod,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Minor Threat,
The Dead C,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Toasters,
Urselle,
The Mojo Men,
Depeche Mode,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neil Young,
Wire,
Moby Grape,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yaz,
Bobby Sherman,
The Knickerbockers,
the Bar-Kays,
The Seeds,
Archie Shepp,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.