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 Vanuatu and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Drexciya to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Leonard Cohen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Dirtbombs,
Tim Buckley,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Echospace,
Nas,
Brothers Johnson,
Main Source,
Dark Day,
Bush Tetras,
The Real Kids,
Vainqueur,
Terry Callier,
Chris & Cosey,
Cheater Slicks,
The Searchers,
Q and Not U,
Absolute Body Control,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Golliwogs,
The Vogues,
The Offenders,
Ice-T,
Cameo,
Mr. Review,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joy Division,
Symarip,
Yellowson,
Underground Resistance,
The Birthday Party,
Public Image Ltd.,
Janne Schatter,
Jeff Lynne,
AZ,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Shoche,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Durutti Column,
Cluster,
Isaac Hayes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Erykah Badu,
48th St. Collective,
Aloha Tigers,
Josef K,
Tres Demented,
Gong,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scientists,
Quando Quango,
Drexciya,
Pulsallama,
Gang Gang Dance,
Colin Newman,
Ohio Players,
the Human League,
John Lydon,
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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.