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 Argentina and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
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 clarinet 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 Section 25 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All The Gories 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 punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Bill Near,
AZ,
Pylon,
Laurel Aitken,
Young Marble Giants,
Robert Wyatt,
The Beau Brummels,
Depeche Mode,
Gang Gang Dance,
Saccharine Trust,
Amazonics,
The Mummies,
Avey Tare,
Kayak,
Zapp,
Joy Division,
Sound Behaviour,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dennis Brown,
David Axelrod,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yellowson,
The Tremeloes,
Mad Mike,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Groovy Waters,
Isaac Hayes,
The Raincoats,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vainqueur,
The Dirtbombs,
Camberwell Now,
The Blackbyrds,
Juan Atkins,
Neil Young,
Robert Hood,
Circle Jerks,
Los Fastidios,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fortunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Max Romeo,
Brick,
The Invisible,
Amon Düül II,
the Sonics,
Ken Boothe,
Mission of Burma,
Marine Girls,
Harmonia,
Alice Coltrane,
Clear Light,
Tres Demented,
Guru Guru,
David McCallum,
Essential Logic,
Dawn Penn,
Sexual Harrassment,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.