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 East Timor and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 The Tremeloes to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fugazi,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Darondo,
Archie Shepp,
Organ,
Technova,
La Düsseldorf,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mark Hollis,
The Busters,
Soul II Soul,
Robert Hood,
Subhumans,
Suburban Knight,
Crash Course in Science,
The Modern Lovers,
Donny Hathaway,
CMW,
Slick Rick,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arab on Radar,
Glambeats Corp.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Walker Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Foxx,
Groovy Waters,
The Sonics,
Wasted Youth,
Godley & Creme,
World's Most,
Sexual Harrassment,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sparks,
Yellowson,
Zapp,
Fad Gadget,
Reagan Youth,
Maurizio,
Duran Duran,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Black Sheep,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Hashim,
Pole,
Liliput,
Camouflage,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gun Club,
Mission of Burma,
Janne Schatter,
Massinfluence,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.