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 Madagascar and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 OOIOO to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Crooked Eye,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gap Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Subhumans,
The Stooges,
Kurtis Blow,
The Happenings,
Letta Mbulu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Drive Like Jehu,
Average White Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick Morgan,
The Misunderstood,
Mo-Dettes,
Franke,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Wyatt,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Popol Vuh,
Los Fastidios,
Dave Gahan,
Sun City Girls,
Robert Görl,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Donald Byrd,
Groovy Waters,
Scrapy,
Camberwell Now,
Brand Nubian,
Howard Jones,
Danielle Patucci,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Guru Guru,
This Heat,
Lungfish,
Metal Thangz,
Sparks,
The Durutti Column,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rites of Spring,
Flipper,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerri Chandler,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pulsallama,
Dead Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fortunes,
Rapeman,
Gabor Szabo,
Smog,
Cameo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Faraquet,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.