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 Ecuador and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 F. McDonald to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Wolf Eyes,
Banda Bassotti,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
China Crisis,
Pussy Galore,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
David Axelrod,
Brand Nubian,
Alice Coltrane,
Quando Quango,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Au Pairs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Trumans Water,
Cameo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deadbeat,
PIL,
Scott Walker,
Sixth Finger,
Ronan,
the Human League,
Moebius,
the Soft Cell,
Qualms,
Joe Finger,
The Grass Roots,
Bizarre Inc.,
E-Dancer,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wings,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Association,
Suicide,
The Victims,
The Raincoats,
Judy Mowatt,
Khruangbin,
Angry Samoans,
Skarface,
Dead Boys,
X-101,
Bob Dylan,
Lalann,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Davy DMX,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
B.T. Express,
Marshall Jefferson,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gladiators,
Iggy Pop,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sällskapet,
Rosa Yemen,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ralphi Rosario,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.