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 Indonesia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
The Velvet Underground,
Swell Maps,
Deadbeat,
Nik Kershaw,
Clear Light,
Jesper Dahlback,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Modern Lovers,
Lou Reed,
The New Christs,
DJ Sneak,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric Dolphy,
Minor Threat,
The United States of America,
Kayak,
Theoretical Girls,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Doors,
Circle Jerks,
Section 25,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Idris Muhammad,
The Happenings,
The Busters,
Hoover,
Curtis Mayfield,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Metal Thangz,
The Young Rascals,
The Sonics,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fall,
Lyres,
Tom Boy,
Amon Düül II,
X-Ray Spex,
The Black Dice,
This Heat,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Harmonia,
Yaz,
Blancmange,
Excepter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ponytail,
Flipper,
The Gories,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tomorrow,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Index,
Janne Schatter,
Bauhaus,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.