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 Brazil and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Zero Boys to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Brick,
The Monochrome Set,
Arthur Verocai,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Womack,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Music Machine,
Can,
Sällskapet,
Janne Schatter,
Glenn Branca,
The Sonics,
Darondo,
Nils Olav,
Toni Rubio,
cv313,
Pere Ubu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Johnny Osbourne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Smiths,
Fatback Band,
Newcleus,
Sound Behaviour,
Faraquet,
ABBA,
Agent Orange,
Motorama,
10cc,
Dual Sessions,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Dead C,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Count Five,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The New Christs,
Sandy B,
The Evens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arcadia,
The Red Krayola,
The Wake,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brass Construction,
Scientists,
Wire,
Icehouse,
The Beau Brummels,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mars,
Althea and Donna,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Qualms,
PIL,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Symarip,
Bang On A Can,
Pantytec,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.