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 Burundi and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Radio Birdman to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultra Naté,
Isaac Hayes,
Country Teasers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Neu!,
Agitation Free,
Bootsy Collins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cheater Slicks,
the Human League,
The Searchers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Blossom Toes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DNA,
Bobby Womack,
The Raincoats,
DJ Style,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hashim,
Skriet,
Public Enemy,
Kenny Larkin,
Sister Nancy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Zapp,
Soulsonic Force,
Drive Like Jehu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Saccharine Trust,
The Slackers,
Lyres,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eurythmics,
Peter & Gordon,
Josef K,
The Seeds,
The Five Americans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sex Pistols,
Whodini,
Gong,
Black Pus,
These Immortal Souls,
Shuggie Otis,
Camouflage,
Qualms,
Cymande,
The Fuzztones,
Flash Fearless,
Jacob Miller,
Bob Dylan,
Subhumans,
Pierre Henry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.