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 Moldova and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 David McCallum to the grunge 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Warren Ellis,
Can,
Rites of Spring,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Blues Magoos,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fire Engines,
Freddie Wadling,
Q65,
Avey Tare,
The Angels of Light,
Banda Bassotti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joensuu 1685,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nick Fraelich,
Magma,
Rekid,
Q and Not U,
Public Enemy,
Pylon,
Young Marble Giants,
The Victims,
Agitation Free,
Boredoms,
DJ Style,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pierre Henry,
Sight & Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aural Exciters,
The Golliwogs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Pus,
UT,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Carl Craig,
Sparks,
the Sonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mark Hollis,
Minor Threat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Au Pairs,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Slits,
The Kinks,
Silicon Teens,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fugazi,
Youth Brigade,
World's Most,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Index,
Panda Bear,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.