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 Mongolia and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Ken Boothe to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Happenings,
Wings,
The Sonics,
Nation of Ulysses,
Essential Logic,
Davy DMX,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minor Threat,
Ossler,
Isaac Hayes,
The Five Americans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Q and Not U,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Black Dice,
Skriet,
Fear,
Scott Walker,
The Golliwogs,
Niagra,
Aaron Thompson,
The Walker Brothers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rapeman,
Schoolly D,
Country Teasers,
Tubeway Army,
Deepchord,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Popol Vuh,
Joy Division,
The Gories,
Judy Mowatt,
Surgeon,
Donald Byrd,
The Index,
David McCallum,
The Count Five,
Lower 48,
Reuben Wilson,
Sparks,
Tommy Roe,
Nick Fraelich,
Andrew Hill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Monolake,
Faust,
Rosa Yemen,
Thee Headcoats,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camberwell Now,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pantaleimon,
Piero Umiliani,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Vainqueur,
Tres Demented,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
A Certain Ratio,
DJ Style,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.