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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Bush Tetras 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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Lee Hazlewood,
Man Eating Sloth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Circle Jerks,
Derrick Morgan,
Heaven 17,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pole,
Iggy Pop,
Kas Product,
Boz Scaggs,
the Normal,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brick,
MDC,
Wire,
Idris Muhammad,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cure,
Barrington Levy,
The Birthday Party,
Alphaville,
Sam Rivers,
Suburban Knight,
Underground Resistance,
Pussy Galore,
Stereo Dub,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fat Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sparks,
The Velvet Underground,
Gang of Four,
Ornette Coleman,
Second Layer,
Dennis Brown,
The Buckinghams,
Marshall Jefferson,
CMW,
Aswad,
Gichy Dan,
The Golliwogs,
Blake Baxter,
Mandrill,
Bobby Sherman,
Andrew Hill,
The Gun Club,
Alison Limerick,
The Real Kids,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Standells,
OOIOO,
Fad Gadget,
Byron Stingily,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scan 7,
Robert Hood,
Nick Fraelich,
The Move,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.