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 Mauritius and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Junior Murvin,
Panda Bear,
Kerri Chandler,
Scrapy,
Unwound,
The Fugs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jandek,
Flipper,
The Dave Clark Five,
Schoolly D,
UT,
DJ Style,
The Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Japan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The American Breed,
Mad Mike,
The Evens,
Rod Modell,
Ice-T,
Goldenarms,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Model 500,
Bobby Byrd,
Arab on Radar,
Monolake,
Pantaleimon,
Babytalk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Deepchord,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cure,
Letta Mbulu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Sheep,
Urselle,
The Toasters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
L. Decosne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultravox,
Public Enemy,
Quando Quango,
One Last Wish,
Donny Hathaway,
a-ha,
Desert Stars,
Lee Hazlewood,
Average White Band,
Parry Music,
Sex Pistols,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Durutti Column,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harmonia,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.