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 Senegal and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Quando Quango to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Motions,
Cymande,
Excepter,
Bang On A Can,
The Velvet Underground,
Maleditus Sound,
Kaleidoscope,
The Selecter,
ABC,
Echospace,
Al Stewart,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
One Last Wish,
the Soft Cell,
Jandek,
Vladislav Delay,
Ronnie Foster,
Masters at Work,
Scratch Acid,
Ultravox,
Gang Green,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Neu!,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Accadde A,
Malaria!,
The Associates,
Swell Maps,
Main Source,
The Mummies,
Model 500,
MDC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gong,
Los Fastidios,
Make Up,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare,
Blossom Toes,
Surgeon,
Ludus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Au Pairs,
Delta 5,
Television Personalities,
Minny Pops,
Newcleus,
Parry Music,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Roxy Music,
Michelle Simonal,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Animal Collective,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The American Breed,
The Music Machine,
The Smoke,
Albert Ayler,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.