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 Thailand and from Milan.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the grime 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Angry Samoans,
Fear,
A Certain Ratio,
The Wake,
Curtis Mayfield,
Smog,
The Fugs,
The Remains,
Bill Near,
Mad Mike,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Osbourne,
Procol Harum,
Arcadia,
New Age Steppers,
The Birthday Party,
Nick Fraelich,
Marvin Gaye,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Blues Magoos,
Gichy Dan,
Basic Channel,
The Litter,
The Searchers,
Davy DMX,
L. Decosne,
Theoretical Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Y Pants,
Rotary Connection,
Animal Collective,
Frankie Knuckles,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scientists,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roxette,
The Leaves,
The Evens,
Second Layer,
Glenn Branca,
Half Japanese,
Banda Bassotti,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Young Rascals,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Andrew Hill,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fortunes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Franke,
One Last Wish,
Crash Course in Science,
Royal Trux,
Maurizio,
Eric Dolphy,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.