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 Malawi and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 David McCallum to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cramps. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Country Teasers,
Rakim,
These Immortal Souls,
Sex Pistols,
Saccharine Trust,
Nation of Ulysses,
Traffic Nightmare,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Doors,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David McCallum,
Harry Pussy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fugs,
The Monks,
Sound Behaviour,
Chrome,
Slick Rick,
Mark Hollis,
Cameo,
Bobby Byrd,
Roy Ayers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Modern Lovers,
Dead Boys,
Lou Christie,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minnie Riperton,
The Mojo Men,
Hardrive,
Ohio Players,
Dennis Brown,
Animal Collective,
Juan Atkins,
Stiv Bators,
The Tremeloes,
The Residents,
The Moleskins,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Last Poets,
Prince Buster,
Soulsonic Force,
Albert Ayler,
Magazine,
Mars,
Brass Construction,
Alphaville,
Isaac Hayes,
Jeff Mills,
John Holt,
Skarface,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tres Demented,
Half Japanese,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.