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 Botswana and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Monks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Duran Duran,
The Searchers,
Malaria!,
Howard Jones,
Janne Schatter,
The Motions,
Boz Scaggs,
Fatback Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jesper Dahlback,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Human League,
John Coltrane,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Normal,
Swell Maps,
Josef K,
The Last Poets,
Agent Orange,
Wings,
Monolake,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wolf Eyes,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Motorama,
Neil Young,
David Axelrod,
The Sonics,
Pole,
The Smiths,
T. Rex,
The Beau Brummels,
Roy Ayers,
David McCallum,
Ornette Coleman,
The Fugs,
The Remains,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gories,
Kenny Larkin,
Kas Product,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yellowson,
The Standells,
Bush Tetras,
Soul II Soul,
Ultravox,
Newcleus,
Bad Manners,
The Mojo Men,
AZ,
Ultra Naté,
Sun Ra,
PIL,
John Holt,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.