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 Singapore and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Ossler to the grunge 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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobby Sherman,
Leonard Cohen,
MDC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Litter,
Amon Düül II,
Essential Logic,
U.S. Maple,
Pulsallama,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Neil Young,
Pantytec,
Ituana,
Jacques Brel,
Fad Gadget,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Agent Orange,
Make Up,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hardrive,
The Five Americans,
Half Japanese,
The Techniques,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
This Heat,
Junior Murvin,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marine Girls,
The Gun Club,
Ohio Players,
The Doors,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mars,
Guru Guru,
Gerry Rafferty,
D'Angelo,
Von Mondo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tommy Roe,
David Bowie,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cybotron,
James White and The Blacks,
Technova,
Sun Ra,
Connie Case,
Charles Mingus,
Porter Ricks,
Fat Boys,
Parry Music,
Bootsy Collins,
Fela Kuti,
Japan,
the Association,
Nirvana,
the Germs,
Jerry's Kids,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.