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 Laos and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the techno 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Blake Baxter,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Icehouse,
Desert Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
Inner City,
Black Flag,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Black Dice,
The Gap Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kas Product,
Alison Limerick,
John Holt,
Y Pants,
The Cowsills,
The Invisible,
David McCallum,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Skatalites,
One Last Wish,
Idris Muhammad,
The Leaves,
Anakelly,
Barbara Tucker,
Jacques Brel,
The Walker Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
The Velvet Underground,
Gang Green,
The Remains,
Archie Shepp,
Porter Ricks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Erasure,
Neil Young,
Junior Murvin,
Parry Music,
Sonny Sharrock,
Von Mondo,
Blossom Toes,
48th St. Collective,
K-Klass,
Cybotron,
Wasted Youth,
Morten Harket,
the Swans,
DJ Style,
Unwound,
CMW,
Nation of Ulysses,
Glenn Branca,
The Count Five,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.