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 New Zealand and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Livin' Joy to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Idris Muhammad,
Dead Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Circle Jerks,
The Cowsills,
Surgeon,
Ossler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ultravox,
The Associates,
The Saints,
Sister Nancy,
Flipper,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nick Fraelich,
Bronski Beat,
Agitation Free,
Inner City,
Slick Rick,
Black Pus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Todd Terry,
48th St. Collective,
Agent Orange,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aswad,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Residents,
Yaz,
cv313,
Rekid,
the Bar-Kays,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Beau Brummels,
Main Source,
Mary Jane Girls,
Warren Ellis,
Parry Music,
The New Christs,
Danielle Patucci,
Schoolly D,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Zero Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
a-ha,
The Knickerbockers,
Outsiders,
Depeche Mode,
Soft Machine,
Zapp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sugar Minott,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Darondo,
The Tremeloes,
The Martian,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.