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 Hungary and from Manchester.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Crispian St. Peters to the grime 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Lungfish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Clear Light,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terry Callier,
A Certain Ratio,
Masters at Work,
Franke,
Bob Dylan,
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rotary Connection,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Niagra,
Leonard Cohen,
Alphaville,
Robert Hood,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Theoretical Girls,
Man Parrish,
Roxette,
Popol Vuh,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Quando Quango,
Excepter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Soft Cell,
Eric Dolphy,
World's Most,
Anthony Braxton,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joey Negro,
Organ,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sonics,
The Mummies,
Negative Approach,
Essential Logic,
The Busters,
Brothers Johnson,
Nils Olav,
Public Image Ltd.,
Depeche Mode,
The Fire Engines,
Peter and Kerry,
The Star Department,
Ponytail,
Robert Wyatt,
Cameo,
Bill Wells,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nico,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Los Fastidios,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Barrington Levy,
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marvin Gaye,
Pagans,
Smog,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.