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 Zimbabwe and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Harry Pussy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Ohio Players,
Fluxion,
Tears for Fears,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nirvana,
MC5,
The Buckinghams,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alphaville,
Eddi Front,
Matthew Bourne,
Nas,
Scratch Acid,
Suicide,
the Association,
Slick Rick,
Kas Product,
Whodini,
The Raincoats,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Country Teasers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Reagan Youth,
Depeche Mode,
KRS-One,
Darondo,
Joe Smooth,
Brick,
Drexciya,
Kool Moe Dee,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rosa Yemen,
Steve Hackett,
Hashim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Colin Newman,
Spandau Ballet,
Subhumans,
Minny Pops,
Letta Mbulu,
Bad Manners,
The Gun Club,
Johnny Osbourne,
World's Most,
T.S.O.L.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sarah Menescal,
Make Up,
The Barracudas,
The Fugs,
Accadde A,
Rod Modell,
The Stooges,
10cc,
Tommy Roe,
Yazoo,
Graham Central Station,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Christie,
The Gap Band,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.