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 Lebanon and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb 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 Tim Buckley 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
Kaleidoscope,
the Slits,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
8 Eyed Spy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Albert Ayler,
Wings,
Technova,
Faust,
Erykah Badu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Young Marble Giants,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pussy Galore,
Slave,
Scratch Acid,
Cal Tjader,
The Knickerbockers,
The Music Machine,
the Normal,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Spandau Ballet,
The Human League,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aloha Tigers,
Hashim,
Scientists,
DJ Style,
Joy Division,
Metal Thangz,
Soft Machine,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stereo Dub,
The Offenders,
MC5,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joensuu 1685,
Brass Construction,
Ituana,
Niagra,
Letta Mbulu,
Rakim,
The Durutti Column,
Gregory Isaacs,
Monolake,
The Happenings,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dark Day,
Scion,
Fugazi,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Easy Going,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.