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 Nepal and from London.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Inner City 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Eddi Front,
Qualms,
Brick,
Yazoo,
Skriet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Unwound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Banda Bassotti,
Lyres,
Avey Tare,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fall,
Erasure,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mars,
Soulsonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
Blancmange,
Flamin' Groovies,
Maleditus Sound,
Stetsasonic,
Brothers Johnson,
Danielle Patucci,
Chris & Cosey,
Yusef Lateef,
The Modern Lovers,
Eric Dolphy,
Rosa Yemen,
Malaria!,
The Pop Group,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tres Demented,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tubeway Army,
One Last Wish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
James White and The Blacks,
The Litter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Leaves,
Ultimate Spinach,
FM Einheit,
Arthur Verocai,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Cale,
Johnny Clarke,
The Saints,
Cheater Slicks,
T. Rex,
Prince Buster,
The Pretty Things,
Gabor Szabo,
Jerry's Kids,
The Evens,
Glenn Branca,
The Blackbyrds,
The Searchers,
Joey Negro,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.