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 Ukraine and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Suburban Knight to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
The Dead C,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Depeche Mode,
Adolescents,
The Fortunes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eddi Front,
Icehouse,
the Human League,
Gang Green,
Eli Mardock,
Easy Going,
Symarip,
UT,
Vladislav Delay,
Kerri Chandler,
Barry Ungar,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Slackers,
The Zeros,
Ken Boothe,
Joyce Sims,
Blossom Toes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Spoonie Gee,
Guru Guru,
The Kinks,
The Raincoats,
The Smoke,
Fat Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Y Pants,
Altered Images,
Desert Stars,
Pagans,
Average White Band,
Arthur Verocai,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Aloha Tigers,
Nico,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Associates,
David Bowie,
Chris Corsano,
Slave,
Ronnie Foster,
AZ,
Pylon,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-Ray Spex,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Urselle,
Tim Buckley,
Kool Moe Dee,
Drexciya,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.