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 Qatar and from London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 CMW to the rock 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amon Düül,
Grauzone,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Offenders,
Peter and Kerry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sparks,
Faust,
Country Teasers,
Dawn Penn,
The Black Dice,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Talk Talk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glenn Branca,
Drive Like Jehu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Silicon Teens,
Hardrive,
Deadbeat,
Accadde A,
Scientists,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
June of 44,
Kas Product,
Main Source,
Juan Atkins,
Lucky Dragons,
Kerri Chandler,
Godley & Creme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Buzzcocks,
The Mummies,
Tears for Fears,
Soft Machine,
The Zeros,
The Seeds,
Andrew Hill,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
PIL,
Sällskapet,
Hasil Adkins,
Public Enemy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nik Kershaw,
The Red Krayola,
The Wake,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Byrd,
cv313,
Wasted Youth,
Harmonia,
The Five Americans,
Connie Case,
Josef K,
Arthur Verocai,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.