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 Cameroon and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Modern Lovers 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Evens,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Das Ding,
Isaac Hayes,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Birthday Party,
The Grass Roots,
Infiniti,
ABC,
The Techniques,
MDC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Easy Going,
Fugazi,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yaz,
Eddi Front,
Interpol,
Babytalk,
Traffic Nightmare,
Metal Thangz,
David Bowie,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Theoretical Girls,
ABBA,
Lalann,
The Sonics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nick Fraelich,
Smog,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Mojo Men,
Vainqueur,
Kas Product,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
This Heat,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Dolphy,
Joensuu 1685,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Man Parrish,
World's Most,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Zero Boys,
The Smoke,
Ponytail,
Colin Newman,
The Cure,
Morten Harket,
K-Klass,
Motorama,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wasted Youth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dark Day,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.