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 Czech Republic and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Gang Green,
The Saints,
Aaron Thompson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Terry Callier,
Mo-Dettes,
Niagra,
Icehouse,
John Holt,
the Association,
Black Sheep,
The Busters,
Von Mondo,
Black Bananas,
Sonic Youth,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Schoolly D,
The Black Dice,
Section 25,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Outsiders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Idris Muhammad,
The Gories,
Byron Stingily,
Janne Schatter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cecil Taylor,
Shoche,
The Names,
Roy Ayers,
Absolute Body Control,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dave Clark Five,
Colin Newman,
Japan,
Faraquet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Matthew Bourne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Raincoats,
Man Parrish,
Brick,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Brand Nubian,
Gichy Dan,
Shuggie Otis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Swell Maps,
Stiv Bators,
Tommy Roe,
China Crisis,
Camberwell Now,
Stockholm Monsters,
Desert Stars,
Bill Wells,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.