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 Chile and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Tommy Roe to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Idris Muhammad,
The J.B.'s,
Jerry's Kids,
Rod Modell,
The Offenders,
Intrusion,
Skarface,
Fad Gadget,
The Toasters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cheater Slicks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Graham Central Station,
Black Moon,
Faraquet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Searchers,
Livin' Joy,
The Tremeloes,
The Angels of Light,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pantytec,
Warsaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scientists,
Hashim,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Görl,
Neil Young,
R.M.O.,
DNA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Byron Stingily,
Sun Ra,
The Selecter,
The Gories,
Radiohead,
Banda Bassotti,
Avey Tare,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sound Behaviour,
Joyce Sims,
Delta 5,
48th St. Collective,
The Sound,
The Alarm Clocks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roxy Music,
The Black Dice,
The Modern Lovers,
Warren Ellis,
Howard Jones,
Mars,
MC5,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Martian,
Lalann,
Joensuu 1685,
T.S.O.L.,
Masters at Work,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.