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 Solomon Islands and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe 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 Hasil Adkins to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Camouflage,
Sister Nancy,
Blake Baxter,
Section 25,
Kenny Larkin,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Byrd,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gories,
The Leaves,
Patti Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Arab on Radar,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
PIL,
Severed Heads,
Cameo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter & Gordon,
Rotary Connection,
The Index,
ABC,
Sound Behaviour,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marmalade,
the Sonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barry Ungar,
Rapeman,
Jandek,
Byron Stingily,
The New Christs,
Main Source,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Kevin Saunderson,
kango's stein massive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
New Order,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Hood,
Pagans,
Minny Pops,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fugazi,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mad Mike,
The Blues Magoos,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Monochrome Set,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Loose Ends,
The Smiths,
Lightning Bolt,
Rhythm & Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Motions,
Grandmaster Flash,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.