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 Qatar and from Paris.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Shuggie Otis to the funk 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Basic Channel,
The Evens,
MC5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television Personalities,
John Holt,
Iggy Pop,
Sandy B,
The Associates,
Niagra,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jacques Brel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marine Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Michelle Simonal,
Bauhaus,
Negative Approach,
the Sonics,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Womack,
Dual Sessions,
The Music Machine,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Byron Stingily,
Chris Corsano,
Motorama,
Kenny Larkin,
Sällskapet,
Black Moon,
Porter Ricks,
Eve St. Jones,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Reed,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultimate Spinach,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Toasters,
Lakeside,
a-ha,
Intrusion,
The Alarm Clocks,
Inner City,
Index,
Fugazi,
Isaac Hayes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalann,
Massinfluence,
Black Pus,
Drexciya,
CMW,
Sex Pistols,
Fela Kuti,
Agent Orange,
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.