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 East Timor and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Crispy Ambulance to the dance 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Section 25,
The Martian,
The Birthday Party,
Saccharine Trust,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crime,
Shuggie Otis,
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pagans,
T. Rex,
Suburban Knight,
John Foxx,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eric Copeland,
the Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Outsiders,
Heaven 17,
Cybotron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Wyatt,
Quantec,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Flag,
The Trojans,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Audionom,
Drexciya,
Thompson Twins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry's Kids,
Reagan Youth,
Hot Snakes,
DJ Sneak,
Royal Trux,
Sonic Youth,
Swell Maps,
The Modern Lovers,
Ice-T,
Niagra,
The Blues Magoos,
Rufus Thomas,
Model 500,
Agitation Free,
U.S. Maple,
June of 44,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Slits,
Groovy Waters,
Sarah Menescal,
The Slackers,
the Slits,
Babytalk,
AZ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Hood,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.