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 Samoa and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Mission of Burma to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Fluxion,
Rekid,
Kenny Larkin,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cowsills,
Basic Channel,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Vladislav Delay,
Echospace,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Metal Thangz,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joey Negro,
Juan Atkins,
Wally Richardson,
Severed Heads,
China Crisis,
Arthur Verocai,
Drexciya,
Cheater Slicks,
Faraquet,
Lower 48,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Supertramp,
LL Cool J,
The Moleskins,
Iggy Pop,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Sneak,
8 Eyed Spy,
June of 44,
Swell Maps,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Monks,
Soft Cell,
Alice Coltrane,
Archie Shepp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Charles Mingus,
Brick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Circle Jerks,
Ultra Naté,
The Busters,
The Mummies,
Glenn Branca,
Lucky Dragons,
The Techniques,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marvin Gaye,
John Lydon,
Second Layer,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gun Club,
a-ha,
Sällskapet,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.