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 Indonesia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Toasters to the rock 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin 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 clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Tremeloes,
Intrusion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Vogues,
Matthew Halsall,
Flipper,
Sugar Minott,
Siglo XX,
The Searchers,
Arcadia,
Pole,
the Sonics,
Spandau Ballet,
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jacques Brel,
Todd Terry,
The Cramps,
Monolake,
Bootsy Collins,
Barbara Tucker,
The Doors,
Slave,
Amon Düül II,
Althea and Donna,
Toni Rubio,
Minnie Riperton,
The Trojans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Iggy Pop,
Lightning Bolt,
The Divine Comedy,
The Moleskins,
Cymande,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scan 7,
DJ Style,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brothers Johnson,
Suburban Knight,
Jacob Miller,
Hashim,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joy Division,
Fugazi,
Camouflage,
Graham Central Station,
Piero Umiliani,
Flash Fearless,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Metal Thangz,
MC5,
Oblivians,
Negative Approach,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.