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 Benin and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Young Marble Giants to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Thompson Twins,
The Seeds,
Minutemen,
The Pop Group,
The Invisible,
Unwound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young,
Chris & Cosey,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Altered Images,
Mandrill,
The Neon Judgement,
The Mummies,
The Toasters,
The Skatalites,
the Association,
Kurtis Blow,
Stiv Bators,
The Cramps,
Ultimate Spinach,
Smog,
LL Cool J,
Kayak,
Lou Reed,
The Remains,
The Dave Clark Five,
Faust,
Minor Threat,
Joey Negro,
K-Klass,
Supertramp,
the Sonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Flipper,
Erasure,
Godley & Creme,
Joy Division,
This Heat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kas Product,
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Brass Construction,
Bush Tetras,
Lyres,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ponytail,
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Royal Trux,
Eric Copeland,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
B.T. Express,
Magazine,
Swell Maps,
Spoonie Gee,
Funkadelic,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.