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 Maldives and from London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Michael McDonald 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 Camberwell Now to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Franke,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cymande,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Buzzcocks,
Audionom,
Steve Hackett,
the Bar-Kays,
Bang On A Can,
Lee Hazlewood,
Quadrant,
Barbara Tucker,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-102,
Simply Red,
Peter & Gordon,
New Age Steppers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Curtis Mayfield,
Barrington Levy,
The Tremeloes,
Minor Threat,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gun Club,
John Coltrane,
Accadde A,
Mantronix,
Oblivians,
The Cramps,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Residents,
The Motions,
Radio Birdman,
Pussy Galore,
Alton Ellis,
Can,
Section 25,
Flipper,
Pylon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Magma,
DNA,
The Knickerbockers,
Absolute Body Control,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hoover,
Blossom Toes,
Metal Thangz,
The Dave Clark Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Whodini,
The Victims,
Lower 48,
Darondo,
Scrapy,
The Vogues,
The Music Machine,
Zapp,
Scientists,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.