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 Ecuador and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pere Ubu to the electroclash 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
The Gories,
Ten City,
The Cure,
Connie Case,
ABC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott Heron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Evens,
Supertramp,
Kurtis Blow,
Nils Olav,
Delta 5,
Boz Scaggs,
Unrelated Segments,
Rakim,
Eric B and Rakim,
Spoonie Gee,
The Kinks,
Sugar Minott,
New York Dolls,
Joyce Sims,
L. Decosne,
Minor Threat,
Wasted Youth,
The Fall,
10cc,
The Sonics,
The Seeds,
The Vogues,
A Certain Ratio,
Scratch Acid,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The United States of America,
Moss Icon,
Idris Muhammad,
MC5,
T. Rex,
F. McDonald,
Accadde A,
Brick,
Can,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hoover,
DJ Sneak,
David Bowie,
The Star Department,
Kaleidoscope,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yazoo,
X-Ray Spex,
Ludus,
The Beau Brummels,
The Zeros,
Hardrive,
John Lydon,
Camberwell Now,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.