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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kaleidoscope to the rock 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Bluetip,
Avey Tare,
Matthew Halsall,
Ice-T,
Y Pants,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jandek,
Suicide,
Royal Trux,
Slick Rick,
Nik Kershaw,
The Smiths,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Beasts of Bourbon,
CMW,
EPMD,
Roxette,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric B and Rakim,
UT,
World's Most,
Hoover,
The Dead C,
Nas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Funky Four + One,
Sparks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hasil Adkins,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sällskapet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Buckinghams,
cv313,
Subhumans,
Bad Manners,
The Golliwogs,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monks,
Severed Heads,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Los Fastidios,
Flamin' Groovies,
New York Dolls,
Brick,
K-Klass,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bronski Beat,
The United States of America,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dead Boys,
The New Christs,
Connie Case,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.