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 Poland and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 LL Cool J to the funk 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Zapp,
The Zeros,
Sparks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Human League,
Dead Boys,
A Certain Ratio,
Godley & Creme,
Dawn Penn,
Ornette Coleman,
Pet Shop Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bad Manners,
Newcleus,
Rakim,
Cameo,
JFA,
Minor Threat,
The Divine Comedy,
The Blackbyrds,
Ice-T,
Television Personalities,
Pantaleimon,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Associates,
Magazine,
Alton Ellis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Idris Muhammad,
Agitation Free,
Rosa Yemen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alison Limerick,
Carl Craig,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gun Club,
The Sonics,
Chris & Cosey,
Cluster,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lightning Bolt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Techniques,
Warren Ellis,
The Fuzztones,
The Knickerbockers,
Colin Newman,
Lower 48,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Holt,
The Blues Magoos,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy Collins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
Minutemen,
the Normal,
Tomorrow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Slits,
Crooked Eye,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.