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 Latvia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron 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 FM Einheit to the rap 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angry Samoans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nico,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lyres,
Kaleidoscope,
The Black Dice,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Slits,
Eddi Front,
Joe Finger,
The Cramps,
Scion,
Urselle,
Negative Approach,
Lightning Bolt,
Rotary Connection,
Trumans Water,
Newcleus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soft Cell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Aaron Thompson,
Thee Headcoats,
Von Mondo,
The Motions,
Fugazi,
Goldenarms,
Lower 48,
Cymande,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Slackers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sixth Finger,
X-101,
The Doors,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bauhaus,
Matthew Halsall,
Basic Channel,
Magma,
Skaos,
Gang of Four,
Eli Mardock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hardrive,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Patti Smith,
Johnny Clarke,
Boredoms,
Soft Machine,
Carl Craig,
Steve Hackett,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.