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 Nauru and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Sonic Youth to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
D'Angelo,
New York Dolls,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soulsonic Force,
Audionom,
The Residents,
Monolake,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scott Walker,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Music Machine,
Andrew Hill,
A Flock of Seagulls,
cv313,
Letta Mbulu,
Eurythmics,
Man Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delon & Dalcan,
The New Christs,
Gong,
Excepter,
Underground Resistance,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mantronix,
Ken Boothe,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Warsaw,
Lou Christie,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sister Nancy,
Lindisfarne,
The Angels of Light,
Flash Fearless,
Kayak,
The Sound,
H. Thieme,
Stetsasonic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rakim,
Brand Nubian,
Gichy Dan,
Donny Hathaway,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Human League,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Trojans,
Radio Birdman,
John Coltrane,
Skarface,
The Walker Brothers,
Peter and Kerry,
This Heat,
Junior Murvin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Alton Ellis,
Cymande,
PIL,
Funky Four + One,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.