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 Cuba and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Buzzcocks to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aaron Thompson,
Yaz,
Nirvana,
Hashim,
The Beau Brummels,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mission of Burma,
Procol Harum,
John Foxx,
Japan,
Deadbeat,
Black Pus,
The Grass Roots,
Sugar Minott,
Erasure,
Michelle Simonal,
Janne Schatter,
Lucky Dragons,
Negative Approach,
Yazoo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crash Course in Science,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rakim,
KRS-One,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Schoolly D,
Moss Icon,
Al Stewart,
Excepter,
Sound Behaviour,
Panda Bear,
Soft Machine,
Barclay James Harvest,
Throbbing Gristle,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marine Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Interpol,
Soul II Soul,
Wally Richardson,
the Association,
Q and Not U,
Bob Dylan,
Warren Ellis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lakeside,
Peter & Gordon,
PIL,
Deepchord,
Niagra,
Alphaville,
D'Angelo,
Terry Callier,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.