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 Romania and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Panda Bear to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Derrick May,
Vladislav Delay,
Absolute Body Control,
Eli Mardock,
Camouflage,
Josef K,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roger Hodgson,
Skaos,
The Leaves,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Public Enemy,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Mandrill,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Metal Thangz,
The Slits,
Nico,
Sun Ra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stetsasonic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mad Mike,
John Holt,
Stiv Bators,
Faraquet,
Panda Bear,
Marcia Griffiths,
Faust,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Shuggie Otis,
Lindisfarne,
The Pretty Things,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Move,
Minny Pops,
Boredoms,
Bobby Sherman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rekid,
Crash Course in Science,
Sparks,
Loose Ends,
Soul II Soul,
Albert Ayler,
Robert Görl,
Scion,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jacob Miller,
Royal Trux,
Joe Finger,
Fugazi,
The Gap Band,
Animal Collective,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.