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 Dominican Republic and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Moby Grape 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Freddie Wadling,
The Young Rascals,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Television,
Boredoms,
Intrusion,
Panda Bear,
Lalann,
The Motions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gastr Del Sol,
UT,
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yusef Lateef,
Dark Day,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nirvana,
Scion,
Qualms,
DNA,
Charles Mingus,
The Divine Comedy,
The Pop Group,
Joy Division,
Franke,
World's Most,
The Monochrome Set,
Pantytec,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Flag,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Slackers,
Pylon,
The Last Poets,
Slick Rick,
Magma,
F. McDonald,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scratch Acid,
Toni Rubio,
Schoolly D,
Oblivians,
Arab on Radar,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aural Exciters,
Quantec,
Johnny Osbourne,
Duran Duran,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
H. Thieme,
The Dave Clark Five,
Model 500,
Warsaw,
Godley & Creme,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.