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 Chile and from Lyon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Drive Like Jehu to the crunk 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Infiniti,
OOIOO,
Section 25,
R.M.O.,
Radio Birdman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kenny Larkin,
This Heat,
The Litter,
Outsiders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scan 7,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bluetip,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Shoche,
Radiopuhelimet,
Technova,
The Busters,
The Gap Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Visage,
Dark Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Oneida,
Fugazi,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Harmonia,
Lightning Bolt,
The Count Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Stiv Bators,
World's Most,
Youth Brigade,
Parry Music,
In Retrospect,
Gastr Del Sol,
Girls At Our Best!,
10cc,
Bobby Sherman,
Bauhaus,
Junior Murvin,
Colin Newman,
Amazonics,
Second Layer,
The Pop Group,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yellowson,
Shuggie Otis,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Star Department,
Excepter,
Jandek,
Ponytail,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.