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 Bulgaria and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Boredoms to the jazz 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nation of Ulysses,
The United States of America,
Rotary Connection,
Nas,
OOIOO,
X-101,
48th St. Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Talk Talk,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Avey Tare,
Metal Thangz,
Basic Channel,
Marmalade,
Pole,
Trumans Water,
The Angels of Light,
The Modern Lovers,
Excepter,
Tommy Roe,
Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quadrant,
The Red Krayola,
David Bowie,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Hood,
Guru Guru,
The Index,
Tubeway Army,
Isaac Hayes,
Funkadelic,
Bluetip,
Slave,
Amon Düül,
DNA,
Robert Görl,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barbara Tucker,
Sonic Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sarah Menescal,
Deepchord,
T. Rex,
Fugazi,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bauhaus,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Essential Logic,
Ronan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Lydon,
The Litter,
Newcleus,
Ice-T,
Soulsonic Force,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.