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 Angola and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scratch Acid to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Anthony Braxton,
The Associates,
Yazoo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Motorama,
Y Pants,
Graham Central Station,
Albert Ayler,
Basic Channel,
Minnie Riperton,
Lightning Bolt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Nirvana,
Rosa Yemen,
The Slackers,
The Young Rascals,
Lucky Dragons,
The Gladiators,
Pantaleimon,
Model 500,
Deakin,
Terry Callier,
Oblivians,
The Velvet Underground,
Bill Near,
The Music Machine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roxette,
Max Romeo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skriet,
Kerrie Biddell,
Alton Ellis,
Intrusion,
Minor Threat,
Negative Approach,
Eric B and Rakim,
Young Marble Giants,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gang Starr,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Amon Düül,
Rod Modell,
Glenn Branca,
Ultra Naté,
Joensuu 1685,
Sex Pistols,
John Lydon,
U.S. Maple,
the Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
Mission of Burma,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Zapp,
This Heat,
R.M.O.,
Second Layer,
Magma,
Index,
Don Cherry,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.