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 Australia and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar 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 Erasure to the rock 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Sugar Minott,
Rakim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Litter,
UT,
Dead Boys,
Sixth Finger,
Derrick May,
Vainqueur,
Vladislav Delay,
Avey Tare,
Lou Christie,
Cameo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Negative Approach,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Young Marble Giants,
Letta Mbulu,
Sun Ra,
Magma,
Livin' Joy,
DJ Sneak,
Underground Resistance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mad Mike,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Qualms,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aloha Tigers,
Fluxion,
Minny Pops,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
Roy Ayers,
Swans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Fire Engines,
June Days,
Quantec,
The Zeros,
These Immortal Souls,
Delta 5,
Bob Dylan,
Sparks,
Ultravox,
Swell Maps,
Ten City,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Birthday Party,
Todd Terry,
Cal Tjader,
David McCallum,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tomorrow,
Kaleidoscope,
Erykah Badu,
The J.B.'s,
The United States of America,
Pole,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.