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 Nigeria and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
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 chamberlin 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 Fat Boys to the disco 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
The Gap Band,
Todd Terry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Donny Hathaway,
Tommy Roe,
Funkadelic,
The Star Department,
Fat Boys,
Sällskapet,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eric Dolphy,
The Five Americans,
ABC,
Thompson Twins,
Jandek,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Remains,
The Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sandy B,
Smog,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cybotron,
Arthur Verocai,
Ultravox,
Ohio Players,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
June of 44,
Nils Olav,
Fugazi,
Josef K,
Audionom,
The Pretty Things,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mandrill,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barrington Levy,
Lyres,
Ice-T,
Depeche Mode,
Monolake,
Archie Shepp,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skriet,
The Busters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hot Snakes,
the Normal,
Dual Sessions,
Altered Images,
Procol Harum,
T. Rex,
Barry Ungar,
One Last Wish,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.