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 Barbados and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 sitar 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 Radiopuhelimet to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Jerry's Kids,
The Last Poets,
The Fire Engines,
Boogie Down Productions,
Massinfluence,
Arab on Radar,
Crime,
Kenny Larkin,
The Walker Brothers,
Oblivians,
Peter & Gordon,
Jawbox,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Danielle Patucci,
Interpol,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Michelle Simonal,
Magazine,
Theoretical Girls,
Moss Icon,
Whodini,
Ituana,
Maurizio,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun City Girls,
Connie Case,
T.S.O.L.,
Second Layer,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DJ Style,
Boredoms,
Aswad,
Soft Machine,
Von Mondo,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cure,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bad Manners,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Sound,
AZ,
Pierre Henry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blake Baxter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Zero Boys,
the Sonics,
The Mojo Men,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Slits,
Thee Headcoats,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Guru Guru,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Prunes,
One Last Wish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marvin Gaye,
Liliput,
Peter and Kerry,
Robert Görl,
Rapeman,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.