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 Austria and from New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tom Boy to the grunge 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
the Association,
T. Rex,
cv313,
The Busters,
Radio Birdman,
the Bar-Kays,
Black Bananas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nico,
Skarface,
The Fuzztones,
The Victims,
The Flesh Eaters,
Television,
The Last Poets,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boz Scaggs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hashim,
Japan,
ABC,
Sarah Menescal,
Fluxion,
Bauhaus,
Kerrie Biddell,
Television Personalities,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Iggy Pop,
The Invisible,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sight & Sound,
Faraquet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nik Kershaw,
Spoonie Gee,
AZ,
Throbbing Gristle,
Zero Boys,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bang On A Can,
Bill Near,
JFA,
Johnny Clarke,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Charles Mingus,
Alice Coltrane,
Prince Buster,
Public Enemy,
Tim Buckley,
Man Parrish,
Judy Mowatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Steve Hackett,
Grauzone,
Nick Fraelich,
New Order,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Star Department,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.