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 Solomon Islands and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum 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 Lower 48 to the rock 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a spring reverb 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 arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Sheep,
The Litter,
Young Marble Giants,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Supertramp,
Big Daddy Kane,
Donny Hathaway,
Camberwell Now,
X-101,
Fad Gadget,
DJ Sneak,
Glenn Branca,
The Fire Engines,
Qualms,
Bronski Beat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Coltrane,
JFA,
a-ha,
Deakin,
The Electric Prunes,
Alice Coltrane,
The Birthday Party,
Radiopuhelimet,
Talk Talk,
Toni Rubio,
Andrew Hill,
Niagra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donald Byrd,
The Tremeloes,
Nik Kershaw,
PIL,
Essential Logic,
Erykah Badu,
Gong,
Lucky Dragons,
Simply Red,
The Sonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Slits,
Gichy Dan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
The Red Krayola,
Fluxion,
The Motions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anthony Braxton,
Royal Trux,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marmalade,
Skarface,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Maurizio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Swans,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.