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 Eritrea and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Underground Resistance,
This Heat,
The Offenders,
Derrick Morgan,
Nils Olav,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nirvana,
Tears for Fears,
The Monks,
Grauzone,
Harmonia,
Oneida,
The Techniques,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Remains,
Von Mondo,
Accadde A,
Cal Tjader,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lee Hazlewood,
Graham Central Station,
Au Pairs,
The Human League,
Skarface,
Lindisfarne,
the Human League,
MDC,
Sarah Menescal,
Cheater Slicks,
kango's stein massive,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sugar Minott,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soul Sonic Force,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dual Sessions,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bauhaus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swans,
Donny Hathaway,
Pantytec,
The Toasters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
One Last Wish,
Freddie Wadling,
Carl Craig,
Jeff Mills,
Porter Ricks,
Kas Product,
H. Thieme,
Jawbox,
Wally Richardson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.