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 Uruguay and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 This Heat to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Terry Callier,
Trumans Water,
The Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Animal Collective,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cameo,
Essential Logic,
David Axelrod,
H. Thieme,
The Fall,
The Electric Prunes,
Sparks,
Howard Jones,
Lakeside,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sonic Youth,
The Fuzztones,
The Durutti Column,
Thee Headcoats,
Max Romeo,
DJ Sneak,
One Last Wish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Whodini,
David Bowie,
Jawbox,
Livin' Joy,
Metal Thangz,
Country Teasers,
Ken Boothe,
Scott Walker,
Brothers Johnson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pulsallama,
Soft Cell,
Camberwell Now,
Zapp,
Quantec,
John Foxx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Panda Bear,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare,
Al Stewart,
The Sonics,
Fatback Band,
Neil Young,
Kurtis Blow,
Tim Buckley,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visage,
Mad Mike,
Aswad,
The Pop Group,
The New Christs,
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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.