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 Singapore and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eric Dolphy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Thompson Twins,
Deakin,
Brothers Johnson,
Infiniti,
Swans,
Davy DMX,
Maurizio,
The Trojans,
Erykah Badu,
Agitation Free,
Fad Gadget,
Rufus Thomas,
Faust,
Archie Shepp,
A Certain Ratio,
Half Japanese,
Surgeon,
Visage,
Ossler,
DJ Sneak,
Howard Jones,
LL Cool J,
Zapp,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barrington Levy,
Eric Copeland,
Flash Fearless,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Green,
the Germs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
John Holt,
Joy Division,
Joe Smooth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Tremeloes,
Danielle Patucci,
Laurel Aitken,
MDC,
The Stooges,
Hoover,
Soft Cell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marc Almond,
Ornette Coleman,
Excepter,
Rites of Spring,
D'Angelo,
Dual Sessions,
Hashim,
Khruangbin,
Jawbox,
Reuben Wilson,
Nico,
Supertramp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rod Modell,
Jacob Miller,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.