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 Latvia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum 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 Dark Day to the funk 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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Danielle Patucci,
Dark Day,
Los Fastidios,
The Star Department,
Zero Boys,
Electric Prunes,
Joe Finger,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Slackers,
the Bar-Kays,
Matthew Halsall,
John Lydon,
The Human League,
Minnie Riperton,
Metal Thangz,
Camouflage,
Darondo,
FM Einheit,
Tres Demented,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Schoolly D,
10cc,
48th St. Collective,
Chris Corsano,
The United States of America,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Country Teasers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Connie Case,
Fifty Foot Hose,
ABBA,
The Martian,
The Pretty Things,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ossler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Remains,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Motorama,
Unwound,
Brick,
Youth Brigade,
Hardrive,
Easy Going,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nico,
Skarface,
Slick Rick,
Deadbeat,
Drexciya,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lower 48,
Derrick Morgan,
Piero Umiliani,
Make Up,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Dead C,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.