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 Slovenia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum 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 Moby Grape to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Normal,
Smog,
the Association,
Joensuu 1685,
Loose Ends,
The Cure,
Qualms,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pierre Henry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Moon,
Ultra Naté,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Foxx,
Crooked Eye,
Public Image Ltd.,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
a-ha,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Skriet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Schoolly D,
Suburban Knight,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Das Ding,
Moby Grape,
Kayak,
Lightning Bolt,
Slave,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Slackers,
Saccharine Trust,
Little Man,
Tubeway Army,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
The Happenings,
Yazoo,
Aloha Tigers,
Ossler,
Bill Wells,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Womack,
Andrew Hill,
Radiohead,
Chris Corsano,
Gerry Rafferty,
Porter Ricks,
Piero Umiliani,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The United States of America,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.