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 Bosnia Herzegovina 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Circle Jerks to the grunge 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
Chris & Cosey,
Little Man,
Neil Young,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
A Certain Ratio,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter & Gordon,
Television Personalities,
Alison Limerick,
The Leaves,
Carl Craig,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Flash Fearless,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Foxx,
The Electric Prunes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Whodini,
Yaz,
Scratch Acid,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Metal Thangz,
Nirvana,
Hoover,
R.M.O.,
Yellowson,
Hasil Adkins,
DJ Sneak,
Chris Corsano,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
Khruangbin,
X-101,
Porter Ricks,
Crooked Eye,
Robert Görl,
Eddi Front,
Leonard Cohen,
Oneida,
Scott Walker,
Aloha Tigers,
Faraquet,
Angry Samoans,
Radiohead,
Mo-Dettes,
Soul Sonic Force,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fall,
Lou Christie,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fear,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.