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 Cuba and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the dance 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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
ABC,
UT,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marine Girls,
H. Thieme,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Christie,
The Invisible,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Dawn Penn,
Rod Modell,
Y Pants,
Ken Boothe,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Martian,
Inner City,
Scott Walker,
The Remains,
Newcleus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mr. Review,
Lebanon Hanover,
Outsiders,
The Pretty Things,
Fatback Band,
Steve Hackett,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Sherman,
Eden Ahbez,
Susan Cadogan,
Nas,
The Monochrome Set,
Kenny Larkin,
the Normal,
Stiv Bators,
Tomorrow,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Stooges,
Yellowson,
Wally Richardson,
Funky Four + One,
Boredoms,
Audionom,
Fad Gadget,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moleskins,
The Sound,
Qualms,
Ultravox,
Moss Icon,
The Music Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
Livin' Joy,
Jacques Brel,
Excepter,
Archie Shepp,
Marmalade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sugar Minott,
Lakeside,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.