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 Eritrea and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 spring reverb 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 DNA to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Rekid,
Marmalade,
The Trojans,
Ken Boothe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Reuben Wilson,
Fad Gadget,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Newcleus,
The Gap Band,
Urselle,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Monks,
Ultravox,
Stiv Bators,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jandek,
Chris & Cosey,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
OOIOO,
Black Pus,
Tears for Fears,
Sarah Menescal,
U.S. Maple,
Rhythm & Sound,
R.M.O.,
The Fall,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Fela Kuti,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiopuhelimet,
MC5,
Bush Tetras,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camouflage,
The Doobie Brothers,
Neil Young,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stetsasonic,
Public Enemy,
the Slits,
The Star Department,
Sun City Girls,
Darondo,
Rakim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fuzztones,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lindisfarne,
X-102,
Supertramp,
The Moody Blues,
Skarface,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.