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 Morocco and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Rosa Yemen to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Toni Rubio,
Iggy Pop,
The Names,
Television,
Pantaleimon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cheater Slicks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jacob Miller,
The Offenders,
Pantytec,
Hoover,
the Germs,
Agitation Free,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Reed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scrapy,
David Bowie,
The Mojo Men,
Icehouse,
F. McDonald,
The Real Kids,
The Durutti Column,
Echospace,
Maurizio,
Soul Sonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
Hasil Adkins,
Lungfish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sonics,
The Barracudas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Laurel Aitken,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yellowson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Electric Prunes,
Shoche,
Funky Four + One,
Joyce Sims,
Mission of Burma,
Junior Murvin,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jerry's Kids,
The Moody Blues,
Franke,
Hardrive,
Shuggie Otis,
K-Klass,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.