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 Bahrain and from Glasgow.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Robert Palmer 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 Lucky Dragons to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Country Teasers,
Pagans,
The Cowsills,
Goldenarms,
Mr. Review,
Inner City,
The Toasters,
The Fire Engines,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fortunes,
Unrelated Segments,
Terry Callier,
Excepter,
Dual Sessions,
Drexciya,
John Cale,
Lightning Bolt,
Hashim,
The Gladiators,
The Gap Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wasted Youth,
The Martian,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fuzztones,
Ossler,
Johnny Clarke,
The Music Machine,
Pantaleimon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joy Division,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mars,
Alphaville,
Scientists,
One Last Wish,
Hot Snakes,
Circle Jerks,
Donald Byrd,
Magma,
Barbara Tucker,
The Knickerbockers,
Accadde A,
Kas Product,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Schoolly D,
Simply Red,
Niagra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sparks,
Massinfluence,
CMW,
Danielle Patucci,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-102,
Lalo Schifrin,
The New Christs,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.