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 Papua New Guinea and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus 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 a spring reverb 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 spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Japan,
The Beau Brummels,
Warren Ellis,
Colin Newman,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gregory Isaacs,
Darondo,
Motorama,
Jerry's Kids,
Accadde A,
Chris Corsano,
X-Ray Spex,
Yaz,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Cure,
Radiohead,
Pulsallama,
Glambeats Corp.,
Essential Logic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Monolake,
Gang Green,
Massinfluence,
The Durutti Column,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Niagra,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Sherman,
Ituana,
Electric Prunes,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Gang Dance,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Amon Düül II,
Shoche,
Cymande,
Half Japanese,
The Kinks,
Barbara Tucker,
Frankie Knuckles,
These Immortal Souls,
The Searchers,
Brass Construction,
Metal Thangz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Khruangbin,
Grauzone,
Grey Daturas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Flag,
Bauhaus,
Roy Ayers,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Blackbyrds,
Visage,
The Move,
The Happenings,
Masters at Work,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cybotron,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.