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 Tuvalu and from London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Agitation Free to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Severed Heads,
Loose Ends,
The Red Krayola,
The Buckinghams,
Brand Nubian,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Saints,
Junior Murvin,
Brick,
The Cure,
Patti Smith,
Excepter,
The Fire Engines,
The Searchers,
Scientists,
The Blackbyrds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
K-Klass,
Negative Approach,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pierre Henry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
China Crisis,
Smog,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Funkadelic,
Bob Dylan,
Terry Callier,
Barclay James Harvest,
Intrusion,
Altered Images,
Gong,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kerri Chandler,
Groovy Waters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sam Rivers,
The Fortunes,
The Trojans,
Fear,
The Fugs,
Yellowson,
Peter & Gordon,
Absolute Body Control,
Bad Manners,
Alice Coltrane,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lungfish,
Fad Gadget,
Jandek,
Peter and Kerry,
Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
Minutemen,
Albert Ayler,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.