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 Nepal and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Intrusion to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yellowson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eden Ahbez,
Bootsy Collins,
The Raincoats,
Funkadelic,
Technova,
Shoche,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Danielle Patucci,
Panda Bear,
Negative Approach,
The Moody Blues,
AZ,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül,
Silicon Teens,
Moby Grape,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Neon Judgement,
D'Angelo,
Rakim,
The Zeros,
Matthew Halsall,
The Star Department,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Audionom,
Hasil Adkins,
Jeff Mills,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter and Kerry,
The Monks,
U.S. Maple,
David McCallum,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Iggy Pop,
Blossom Toes,
Stiv Bators,
The Angels of Light,
The Seeds,
The Blues Magoos,
The Doors,
Nas,
Mark Hollis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
The Kinks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rekid,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Music Machine,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fortunes,
Brand Nubian,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.