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 Montenegro and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Tomorrow to the rock 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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dead C,
Hoover,
Neil Young,
Shoche,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sonic Youth,
Moebius,
Fad Gadget,
Essential Logic,
Eric Dolphy,
Donny Hathaway,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Music Machine,
Lou Reed,
Guru Guru,
Davy DMX,
Marc Almond,
Eden Ahbez,
Sandy B,
Pantaleimon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wasted Youth,
KRS-One,
Ice-T,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mission of Burma,
Agitation Free,
Heaven 17,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Organ,
Scratch Acid,
Jeru the Damaja,
AZ,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Charles Mingus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Magma,
Marmalade,
Max Romeo,
The Vogues,
The Invisible,
Fela Kuti,
Radiohead,
Radio Birdman,
Gang Starr,
X-101,
Schoolly D,
Popol Vuh,
Oblivians,
The Electric Prunes,
Ten City,
Minor Threat,
Adolescents,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pere Ubu,
Nik Kershaw,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.