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 Barbados and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Dorothy Ashby to the rap 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Boz Scaggs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Isaac Hayes,
Blake Baxter,
Peter & Gordon,
Guru Guru,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
the Germs,
Zapp,
Audionom,
Wolf Eyes,
The Golliwogs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fad Gadget,
Royal Trux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Country Teasers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Niagra,
Franke,
KRS-One,
Bang On A Can,
E-Dancer,
Moss Icon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
La Düsseldorf,
Todd Terry,
Bill Near,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jandek,
Dennis Brown,
Accadde A,
Talk Talk,
Terrestrial Tones,
Theoretical Girls,
Radio Birdman,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fugazi,
The Divine Comedy,
Ponytail,
Schoolly D,
Television Personalities,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Toasters,
The Stooges,
Quantec,
Hot Snakes,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.