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 Sri Lanka and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 The Martian to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
John Coltrane,
Urselle,
Panda Bear,
Dual Sessions,
K-Klass,
Zapp,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Magazine,
The Cramps,
Lindisfarne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Y Pants,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Flash Fearless,
David McCallum,
Theoretical Girls,
This Heat,
The Grass Roots,
Newcleus,
10cc,
Cybotron,
Flipper,
The Residents,
The Count Five,
Brick,
John Cale,
Minutemen,
Malaria!,
Underground Resistance,
Loose Ends,
Public Enemy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Oblivians,
Lalann,
Gregory Isaacs,
Quantec,
The Birthday Party,
The Happenings,
Stereo Dub,
Boz Scaggs,
Colin Newman,
The Zeros,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deakin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Subhumans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ituana,
The Young Rascals,
Alison Limerick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harmonia,
Qualms,
Agent Orange,
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scion,
June Days,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.