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 Austria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe 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 Alice Coltrane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Sight & Sound,
Iggy Pop,
DJ Sneak,
Toni Rubio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Television Personalities,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marmalade,
the Slits,
Roger Hodgson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
EPMD,
Flipper,
The Smiths,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pagans,
Robert Wyatt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alphaville,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pussy Galore,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stetsasonic,
Joe Finger,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wire,
Joyce Sims,
Fad Gadget,
Motorama,
Kenny Larkin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fortunes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hasil Adkins,
Eddi Front,
Cal Tjader,
Janne Schatter,
Maleditus Sound,
The Neon Judgement,
Dawn Penn,
The Residents,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Misunderstood,
Intrusion,
The Techniques,
Ice-T,
Rod Modell,
48th St. Collective,
Bill Near,
The Move,
Ten City,
Magma,
Vainqueur,
Eurythmics,
Underground Resistance,
Amon Düül II,
Masters at Work,
H. Thieme,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.