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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Last Poets,
Ice-T,
Derrick May,
Das Ding,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scan 7,
The Fire Engines,
cv313,
JFA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantytec,
Basic Channel,
Mandrill,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Connie Case,
Mo-Dettes,
Easy Going,
Davy DMX,
The Mojo Men,
Crime,
Sun City Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Robert Wyatt,
Ornette Coleman,
The Red Krayola,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jimmy McGriff,
David Axelrod,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Maleditus Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Slave,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Amon Düül II,
Rites of Spring,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
T.S.O.L.,
Erasure,
Sixth Finger,
Oneida,
The Gories,
Altered Images,
The Angels of Light,
Porter Ricks,
48th St. Collective,
Arthur Verocai,
Deadbeat,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Sheep,
Iggy Pop,
the Normal,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Erykah Badu,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.