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 Mali and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Peter and Kerry to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Kerri Chandler,
U.S. Maple,
Siglo XX,
Godley & Creme,
Neil Young,
LL Cool J,
Reagan Youth,
Funkadelic,
Alice Coltrane,
Fluxion,
Swans,
Peter & Gordon,
cv313,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
These Immortal Souls,
The American Breed,
Underground Resistance,
John Holt,
Kenny Larkin,
Excepter,
Nas,
Agent Orange,
The Doors,
The Star Department,
Zapp,
Nation of Ulysses,
Boredoms,
Amon Düül II,
Mantronix,
Andrew Hill,
Idris Muhammad,
Sight & Sound,
Glenn Branca,
Blossom Toes,
The Fuzztones,
Severed Heads,
Procol Harum,
Nirvana,
DJ Sneak,
Scan 7,
Chris Corsano,
The Fortunes,
David McCallum,
Brand Nubian,
Simply Red,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wings,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Section 25,
The Selecter,
the Human League,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Smog,
The Wake,
Qualms,
The Fall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Das Ding,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Alarm Clocks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.