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 Gambia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Derrick Morgan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Country Teasers,
Cameo,
Theoretical Girls,
The Moody Blues,
The Cure,
The Raincoats,
Quantec,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kerrie Biddell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mark Hollis,
Patti Smith,
The Techniques,
The Young Rascals,
Sun City Girls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Henry Cow,
Mantronix,
The Move,
The Seeds,
Agitation Free,
Gabor Szabo,
Nick Fraelich,
Ponytail,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Steve Hackett,
Radiohead,
Fela Kuti,
Brass Construction,
Massinfluence,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brothers Johnson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
June of 44,
Lindisfarne,
the Association,
H. Thieme,
The Dead C,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Colin Newman,
Junior Murvin,
KRS-One,
Eric Dolphy,
The Monochrome Set,
Goldenarms,
The Divine Comedy,
Charles Mingus,
Warsaw,
The Gories,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terry Callier,
The Pretty Things,
Albert Ayler,
Blossom Toes,
48th St. Collective,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Smiths,
Agent Orange,
Gong,
Black Pus,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.