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 China and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joe Smooth to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fugs,
Procol Harum,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Unrelated Segments,
Robert Wyatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Golliwogs,
Man Parrish,
The Sonics,
Sarah Menescal,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Görl,
Shuggie Otis,
The Walker Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Make Up,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultravox,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed,
Japan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jacob Miller,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Depeche Mode,
The Dead C,
Radiohead,
Altered Images,
Warren Ellis,
Tom Boy,
Black Bananas,
Amon Düül,
Monks,
Lou Christie,
John Coltrane,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Index,
The Stooges,
Joe Smooth,
The Cure,
Archie Shepp,
Slave,
John Lydon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Monolake,
Second Layer,
A Certain Ratio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Red Krayola,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cowsills,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
EPMD,
The Buckinghams,
Can,
New Order,
Fela Kuti,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.