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 Kiribati and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Lower 48 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Ohio Players,
Rod Modell,
Bill Near,
Suicide,
Scientists,
Freddie Wadling,
X-Ray Spex,
The Remains,
Crime,
Oblivians,
Silicon Teens,
Hoover,
The Busters,
The Zeros,
Fela Kuti,
Blossom Toes,
Joey Negro,
Schoolly D,
Pulsallama,
Arcadia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Womack,
Ultravox,
Barrington Levy,
Terry Callier,
Yaz,
Lightning Bolt,
Hardrive,
Janne Schatter,
Patti Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Terrestrial Tones,
Siglo XX,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fugazi,
The Red Krayola,
Cluster,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visage,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hot Snakes,
Derrick Morgan,
Bluetip,
Inner City,
Anthony Braxton,
ABBA,
R.M.O.,
the Association,
Arab on Radar,
Deepchord,
Radio Birdman,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.