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 Albania and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Cheater Slicks to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Martian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Motorama,
The Count Five,
the Swans,
Cal Tjader,
Massinfluence,
Newcleus,
Arthur Verocai,
Nik Kershaw,
The Evens,
The Wake,
Silicon Teens,
Pagans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bang On A Can,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
UT,
Lungfish,
Monks,
Judy Mowatt,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultimate Spinach,
Harmonia,
The Happenings,
Freddie Wadling,
The Trojans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hardrive,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Deadbeat,
Accadde A,
The Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
The Blackbyrds,
Scratch Acid,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Brick,
Rotary Connection,
Mantronix,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David Axelrod,
Black Pus,
Barbara Tucker,
Magma,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Black Dice,
Byron Stingily,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
World's Most,
Kayak,
Crispian St. Peters,
Qualms,
Oblivians,
Camberwell Now,
Camouflage,
Sun Ra,
The Index,
EPMD,
Todd Terry,
The Knickerbockers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Skriet,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.