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 Gabon and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Ituana to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Organ,
Dawn Penn,
The J.B.'s,
LL Cool J,
cv313,
Glenn Branca,
Cameo,
Wolf Eyes,
Eden Ahbez,
Dark Day,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Vogues,
Davy DMX,
Lungfish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Unwound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
Little Man,
Hoover,
Stereo Dub,
Mark Hollis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terry Callier,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brothers Johnson,
Warren Ellis,
Wings,
John Holt,
X-101,
Stockholm Monsters,
Moby Grape,
Chris & Cosey,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Golliwogs,
Arab on Radar,
Scratch Acid,
The Kinks,
Panda Bear,
Joe Smooth,
Boredoms,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alice Coltrane,
Joe Finger,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
New York Dolls,
Procol Harum,
The Fuzztones,
Visage,
Sarah Menescal,
Main Source,
The Grass Roots,
Crime,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang of Four,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.