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 Estonia and from Columbus.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Supertramp to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scrapy,
EPMD,
Crime,
Dark Day,
The Standells,
Minor Threat,
Intrusion,
Matthew Bourne,
Oneida,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sonics,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
In Retrospect,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tommy Roe,
The Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gap Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Slits,
Nils Olav,
Dead Boys,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Dead C,
Jeff Mills,
Fugazi,
Aloha Tigers,
Japan,
The Trojans,
Radiohead,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Banda Bassotti,
Robert Hood,
Susan Cadogan,
Suicide,
48th St. Collective,
The Cramps,
Magazine,
Monolake,
Neu!,
Kayak,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul II Soul,
Swell Maps,
Arthur Verocai,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Panda Bear,
Sister Nancy,
Neil Young,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Misunderstood,
Man Parrish,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wolf Eyes,
cv313,
E-Dancer,
The Neon Judgement,
Jandek,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.