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 Kuwait and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 H. Thieme to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Alice Coltrane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thee Headcoats,
Radiohead,
Brick,
The Move,
Ludus,
Los Fastidios,
the Soft Cell,
Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
The Skatalites,
Black Sheep,
The Human League,
Lungfish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Circle Jerks,
Zero Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Green,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sonic Youth,
Alphaville,
Neil Young,
Shuggie Otis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Infiniti,
Bobby Byrd,
OOIOO,
The Associates,
Stereo Dub,
The Happenings,
Brand Nubian,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Slick Rick,
Ten City,
Alton Ellis,
The United States of America,
Rufus Thomas,
Fugazi,
MC5,
Bauhaus,
Anthony Braxton,
Neu!,
Technova,
The Litter,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gong,
The Dead C,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alison Limerick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Swans,
Glenn Branca,
Kayak,
Thompson Twins,
H. Thieme,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.