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 Peru and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Davy DMX,
Oneida,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Junior Murvin,
Can,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ponytail,
X-102,
James Chance & The Contortions,
X-Ray Spex,
Stetsasonic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Unrelated Segments,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Animal Collective,
Ronnie Foster,
The Birthday Party,
Ossler,
The Names,
Surgeon,
Marmalade,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Arthur Verocai,
Scrapy,
Letta Mbulu,
Scan 7,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
FM Einheit,
Deepchord,
Pere Ubu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kurtis Blow,
Underground Resistance,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Christie,
Henry Cow,
Althea and Donna,
Severed Heads,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Remains,
Reuben Wilson,
Whodini,
Zero Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Kinks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Goldenarms,
Accadde A,
Organ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fatback Band,
Cymande,
Schoolly D,
Second Layer,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.