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 Latvia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jawbox to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Groovy Waters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slackers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker,
Alphaville,
Lindisfarne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tim Buckley,
Make Up,
Absolute Body Control,
The Evens,
Joe Smooth,
The Raincoats,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ludus,
Ice-T,
Jerry's Kids,
Nico,
CMW,
Shuggie Otis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Interpol,
Accadde A,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
The Star Department,
The Walker Brothers,
Radio Birdman,
Bluetip,
MC5,
Zero Boys,
Motorama,
Bang On A Can,
Boogie Down Productions,
Flash Fearless,
Al Stewart,
Marc Almond,
David Bowie,
These Immortal Souls,
Eric Copeland,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hashim,
Kurtis Blow,
Oblivians,
The Knickerbockers,
Circle Jerks,
Donald Byrd,
Frankie Knuckles,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
James White and The Blacks,
The Saints,
The Sound,
Rod Modell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crispian St. Peters,
Toni Rubio,
The Slits,
The Zeros,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.