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 Egypt and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Michael McDonald 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 Theoretical Girls to the grunge 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Eden Ahbez,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Harmonia,
The Doors,
Hardrive,
Con Funk Shun,
Blossom Toes,
Piero Umiliani,
Au Pairs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yazoo,
The Gap Band,
Fat Boys,
T. Rex,
Magma,
Hasil Adkins,
The Angels of Light,
Mark Hollis,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gladiators,
One Last Wish,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Big Daddy Kane,
Albert Ayler,
Quadrant,
Nas,
Black Pus,
Ponytail,
Funkadelic,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cure,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pole,
Janne Schatter,
Massinfluence,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
DNA,
The Cowsills,
Bluetip,
Angry Samoans,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter & Gordon,
Metal Thangz,
Matthew Bourne,
Oneida,
Sight & Sound,
Gong,
Vainqueur,
Shuggie Otis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Absolute Body Control,
Rakim,
Cecil Taylor,
Dawn Penn,
Bad Manners,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.