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 Ecuador and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Standells to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Joy Division,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mad Mike,
Andrew Hill,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scan 7,
The Black Dice,
The Red Krayola,
Stetsasonic,
Public Enemy,
Pagans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minutemen,
Lucky Dragons,
Matthew Bourne,
John Coltrane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sound Behaviour,
Unrelated Segments,
the Normal,
Skaos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stiv Bators,
Harpers Bizarre,
Clear Light,
Warsaw,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funkadelic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DJ Style,
Easy Going,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scrapy,
The Real Kids,
Scientists,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bang On A Can,
La Düsseldorf,
KRS-One,
Sonic Youth,
Carl Craig,
The Associates,
The United States of America,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lightning Bolt,
Saccharine Trust,
Magma,
48th St. Collective,
Pierre Henry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nico,
Sugar Minott,
Spandau Ballet,
Moby Grape,
This Heat,
Leonard Cohen,
Mandrill,
Rites of Spring,
LL Cool J,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.