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 Paraguay and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scientists to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Flash Fearless,
China Crisis,
Can,
Essential Logic,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fire Engines,
Royal Trux,
Rod Modell,
Funkadelic,
Grey Daturas,
The Electric Prunes,
June of 44,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Angels of Light,
Bang On A Can,
OOIOO,
the Slits,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Depeche Mode,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Hot Snakes,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Byrd,
H. Thieme,
Nik Kershaw,
Oneida,
Animal Collective,
The Walker Brothers,
The Smiths,
Oblivians,
The Modern Lovers,
Don Cherry,
Pylon,
Television,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hasil Adkins,
The Seeds,
Laurel Aitken,
Ituana,
Minnie Riperton,
Alphaville,
Absolute Body Control,
The Toasters,
Cecil Taylor,
Roxy Music,
The Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jacob Miller,
Cybotron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Selecter,
Max Romeo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Techniques,
Khruangbin,
Von Mondo,
Zero Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.