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 Sudan and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Radiopuhelimet to the grime 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Eddi Front,
Maleditus Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Groovy Waters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Monochrome Set,
Royal Trux,
Crime,
One Last Wish,
Jacob Miller,
Tom Boy,
Peter & Gordon,
Gabor Szabo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scientists,
Nico,
Altered Images,
Matthew Halsall,
Erasure,
Oneida,
Sister Nancy,
The Trojans,
Silicon Teens,
Lalann,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Walker Brothers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harmonia,
Main Source,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lou Christie,
48th St. Collective,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anakelly,
Ultravox,
The Gun Club,
Angry Samoans,
Sugar Minott,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brothers Johnson,
X-Ray Spex,
Ronan,
Pere Ubu,
Dennis Brown,
The Victims,
The Dirtbombs,
The Real Kids,
The Dead C,
Thee Headcoats,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stiv Bators,
Massinfluence,
The Busters,
Jerry's Kids,
Erykah Badu,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.