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 Serbia and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the disco 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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
LL Cool J,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Schoolly D,
Quantec,
Suicide,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Drive Like Jehu,
Letta Mbulu,
China Crisis,
Von Mondo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Model 500,
Todd Terry,
The Gun Club,
Inner City,
F. McDonald,
Marine Girls,
The Cure,
The Blues Magoos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barry Ungar,
Public Image Ltd.,
Robert Görl,
Eric Dolphy,
Kaleidoscope,
Scientists,
Alphaville,
The Fire Engines,
Joyce Sims,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Unwound,
Saccharine Trust,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Arcadia,
Camouflage,
Massinfluence,
Whodini,
Gregory Isaacs,
Negative Approach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scan 7,
Khruangbin,
Jawbox,
Sarah Menescal,
Guru Guru,
the Soft Cell,
Derrick Morgan,
Oblivians,
Moby Grape,
UT,
Kayak,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ossler,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonic Youth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Donny Hathaway,
Roxy Music,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.