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 Papua New Guinea and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 Boz Scaggs to the techno 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 '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 Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
A Certain Ratio,
Reuben Wilson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Danielle Patucci,
Gong,
Popol Vuh,
Judy Mowatt,
Howard Jones,
Skaos,
T. Rex,
Brass Construction,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Doors,
Davy DMX,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aural Exciters,
Cal Tjader,
The Move,
Rapeman,
Peter and Kerry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blancmange,
Harmonia,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Star Department,
Sound Behaviour,
The Litter,
Shoche,
The Moleskins,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fugs,
The Pop Group,
Little Man,
Deadbeat,
The Tremeloes,
Scrapy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minnie Riperton,
Cybotron,
The Victims,
L. Decosne,
Derrick May,
Amazonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bauhaus,
DJ Style,
The Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blossom Toes,
Audionom,
Bang On A Can,
The Kinks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Country Teasers,
Moby Grape,
Motorama,
Q and Not U,
Los Fastidios,
Scan 7,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.