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 Israel and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Unrelated Segments to the grime 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Sonny Sharrock,
Steve Hackett,
The Vogues,
Ultravox,
Tubeway Army,
Pere Ubu,
Sight & Sound,
Siglo XX,
Radiohead,
T. Rex,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Average White Band,
The Selecter,
Rotary Connection,
Lindisfarne,
Thee Headcoats,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Wasted Youth,
Tom Boy,
Qualms,
Au Pairs,
Tim Buckley,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pulsallama,
Peter & Gordon,
Curtis Mayfield,
John Holt,
The Cure,
The Slits,
Josef K,
Ultra Naté,
In Retrospect,
Bauhaus,
Eve St. Jones,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Magazine,
Deakin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Deepchord,
Pagans,
Sparks,
Hasil Adkins,
Minny Pops,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Man Parrish,
Boredoms,
Index,
Davy DMX,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mandrill,
Deadbeat,
The American Breed,
Toni Rubio,
Magma,
The Toasters,
Blake Baxter,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.