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 Oman and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Sarah Menescal to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Lower 48,
Stiv Bators,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mars,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Skriet,
Khruangbin,
The Victims,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Finger,
The Litter,
The Invisible,
Wire,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Toni Rubio,
Carl Craig,
June of 44,
Minutemen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joe Smooth,
Schoolly D,
Pantaleimon,
The Neon Judgement,
Ituana,
The Angels of Light,
Cybotron,
Visage,
Crime,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Wake,
Los Fastidios,
Charles Mingus,
the Slits,
Echospace,
Cecil Taylor,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minor Threat,
Don Cherry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wolf Eyes,
John Foxx,
John Coltrane,
Swell Maps,
The Zeros,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Technova,
The Slackers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ludus,
Popol Vuh,
Bush Tetras,
The Cramps,
Symarip,
8 Eyed Spy,
Minny Pops,
Sällskapet,
The Saints,
The Golliwogs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alice Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.