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 Comoros and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
The Residents,
Freddie Wadling,
Circle Jerks,
Reuben Wilson,
Theoretical Girls,
10cc,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fire Engines,
Can,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bob Dylan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Connie Case,
Pantaleimon,
Moby Grape,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eurythmics,
Agitation Free,
Derrick May,
The Evens,
Aaron Thompson,
CMW,
Chrome,
The Sonics,
Pagans,
Eric Copeland,
Rhythm & Sound,
a-ha,
The Searchers,
Nick Fraelich,
Urselle,
Royal Trux,
Ultravox,
Jandek,
The Black Dice,
The Fall,
Half Japanese,
Dennis Brown,
Don Cherry,
UT,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fatback Band,
Donald Byrd,
Tres Demented,
Howard Jones,
John Cale,
Cybotron,
Dawn Penn,
Eli Mardock,
The Gladiators,
Sonic Youth,
The Slits,
Adolescents,
Pussy Galore,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harmonia,
Skriet,
Terry Callier,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.