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 Marshall Islands and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Michael McDonald 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 Suicide to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Easy Going,
The Toasters,
Negative Approach,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ten City,
Technova,
Albert Ayler,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Guru Guru,
Mars,
Slave,
L. Decosne,
The Techniques,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Trojans,
Chris Corsano,
Ice-T,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Crooked Eye,
K-Klass,
Robert Wyatt,
The Selecter,
The New Christs,
Faust,
Surgeon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flash Fearless,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The United States of America,
Cal Tjader,
Sugar Minott,
Quando Quango,
Shoche,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Accadde A,
The Gun Club,
Dual Sessions,
The Young Rascals,
Charles Mingus,
Au Pairs,
Colin Newman,
Vladislav Delay,
Nico,
Bauhaus,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Dirtbombs,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Detroit Cobras,
Index,
The Sound,
Goldenarms,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gladiators,
Con Funk Shun,
Kaleidoscope,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.