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 Korea South 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terry Callier,
the Swans,
The Martian,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pere Ubu,
The Mummies,
The J.B.'s,
The Durutti Column,
Shuggie Otis,
The Litter,
Rapeman,
The Fall,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Juan Atkins,
Neil Young,
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül,
Ultra Naté,
Dead Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
DJ Sneak,
Gichy Dan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Goldenarms,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Max Romeo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Charles Mingus,
Graham Central Station,
Porter Ricks,
Mary Jane Girls,
DJ Style,
Piero Umiliani,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Howard Jones,
Absolute Body Control,
The Seeds,
The Monochrome Set,
Mark Hollis,
The Evens,
Ludus,
K-Klass,
Hardrive,
Magma,
Brothers Johnson,
The Slackers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ten City,
Siglo XX,
Eve St. Jones,
The Move,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Q and Not U,
The Kinks,
Kenny Larkin,
The Real Kids,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.