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 Kenya and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Scott Walker,
Ultra Naté,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Human League,
Wally Richardson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kool Moe Dee,
Lower 48,
Bobby Womack,
Guru Guru,
Au Pairs,
Lou Reed,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jacob Miller,
Young Marble Giants,
The Happenings,
Minutemen,
Minnie Riperton,
Scientists,
Panda Bear,
Fugazi,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Mars,
The Blues Magoos,
Icehouse,
World's Most,
Circle Jerks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eve St. Jones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Peter & Gordon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Audionom,
Infiniti,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lungfish,
Gerry Rafferty,
Buzzcocks,
Cecil Taylor,
Surgeon,
Tim Buckley,
Marvin Gaye,
Alison Limerick,
Unrelated Segments,
X-102,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Josef K,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Johnny Clarke,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Second Layer,
Average White Band,
Barry Ungar,
Brand Nubian,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Khruangbin,
Skriet,
CMW,
Ornette Coleman,
Max Romeo,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.