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 Malaysia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Harpers Bizarre to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Clear Light,
Wings,
Connie Case,
John Lydon,
Basic Channel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Henry Cow,
Crash Course in Science,
Goldenarms,
Jerry's Kids,
DNA,
Unrelated Segments,
Jawbox,
Shuggie Otis,
Funky Four + One,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neu!,
Matthew Bourne,
OOIOO,
Q and Not U,
The Stooges,
Kool Moe Dee,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marc Almond,
The Moody Blues,
Mantronix,
Kas Product,
Roger Hodgson,
Charles Mingus,
Jeff Lynne,
L. Decosne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Organ,
Glenn Branca,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Sonics,
James White and The Blacks,
The Human League,
The Trojans,
Country Teasers,
Quando Quango,
Crime,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric Copeland,
The Residents,
Sugar Minott,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jandek,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Doors,
Massinfluence,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sam Rivers,
The Pop Group,
Ituana,
Albert Ayler,
The Victims,
Ten City,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.