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 United States and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Donald Fagen 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 MC5 to the dance 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
The Tremeloes,
KRS-One,
Main Source,
Terry Callier,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visage,
Duran Duran,
Quadrant,
Au Pairs,
Mars,
The Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Radio Birdman,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Slits,
Mark Hollis,
Gichy Dan,
Popol Vuh,
Slave,
Country Teasers,
Todd Terry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Dark Day,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Gladiators,
Boredoms,
Von Mondo,
Scan 7,
Minor Threat,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fuzztones,
The Searchers,
In Retrospect,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Prince Buster,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Nirvana,
Roxy Music,
Excepter,
The Moody Blues,
Hot Snakes,
Jawbox,
Laurel Aitken,
The Residents,
Derrick Morgan,
Tres Demented,
Alison Limerick,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Durutti Column,
Symarip,
the Bar-Kays,
FM Einheit,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Slackers,
Junior Murvin,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.