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 Libya and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Goldenarms to the grunge 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jandek,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rod Modell,
Eden Ahbez,
Swans,
The Smoke,
Depeche Mode,
Country Teasers,
Au Pairs,
a-ha,
T. Rex,
The Skatalites,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Marc Almond,
Aswad,
The Slackers,
Susan Cadogan,
Infiniti,
Theoretical Girls,
Moebius,
Monolake,
Cluster,
Q and Not U,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ornette Coleman,
Sparks,
Shuggie Otis,
Pagans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Essential Logic,
Interpol,
The Mojo Men,
Grauzone,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ice-T,
Sight & Sound,
Radiohead,
The United States of America,
Drexciya,
Grandmaster Flash,
Royal Trux,
The Birthday Party,
Technova,
Marvin Gaye,
Sällskapet,
Porter Ricks,
Scientists,
Michelle Simonal,
Harpers Bizarre,
R.M.O.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unwound,
Crime,
The Fall,
Tommy Roe,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wasted Youth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.