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 Sweden and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 Bill Wells to the techno 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Durutti Column,
Amazonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter & Gordon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Smog,
Fat Boys,
Todd Terry,
Quadrant,
Depeche Mode,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Victims,
Outsiders,
Negative Approach,
The Litter,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Johnny Clarke,
Lungfish,
Amon Düül,
Roxy Music,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moss Icon,
Warsaw,
The Walker Brothers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Television Personalities,
Jandek,
Unwound,
The Doors,
Soul Sonic Force,
One Last Wish,
Groovy Waters,
John Cale,
Lalann,
Scan 7,
John Foxx,
Sight & Sound,
Marc Almond,
Kas Product,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
48th St. Collective,
Liliput,
Janne Schatter,
Freddie Wadling,
Sound Behaviour,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eric Dolphy,
The Happenings,
Khruangbin,
Animal Collective,
Scratch Acid,
The Misunderstood,
La Düsseldorf,
Black Sheep,
Neil Young,
Marine Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.