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 Sierra Leone and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 UT to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Colin Newman,
Rosa Yemen,
Talk Talk,
Faust,
These Immortal Souls,
Donny Hathaway,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mantronix,
Scrapy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Zapp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sam Rivers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cymande,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Judy Mowatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yaz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Divine Comedy,
The Birthday Party,
Television Personalities,
Quadrant,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Angels of Light,
Jawbox,
Television,
The Zeros,
Loose Ends,
Lyres,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Isaac Hayes,
Neu!,
Au Pairs,
Eli Mardock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deakin,
Goldenarms,
Nico,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ronan,
Gang Green,
The Music Machine,
Hardrive,
The Golliwogs,
Aural Exciters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Severed Heads,
Arthur Verocai,
Lindisfarne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cheater Slicks,
Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.