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 Marshall Islands and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the crunk 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Dorothy Ashby,
Clear Light,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pere Ubu,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pierre Henry,
Sonic Youth,
Scratch Acid,
Roy Ayers,
Urselle,
Johnny Clarke,
Neil Young,
Thompson Twins,
Black Bananas,
Unwound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cameo,
Malaria!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
T.S.O.L.,
New Order,
Hot Snakes,
Stetsasonic,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cramps,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Y Pants,
Kayak,
Jacob Miller,
the Swans,
Roger Hodgson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Standells,
John Foxx,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dead Boys,
Ultra Naté,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stereo Dub,
June of 44,
Alton Ellis,
David Bowie,
Ponytail,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Pretty Things,
the Slits,
Echospace,
Amon Düül,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül II,
Roxette,
Tim Buckley,
New York Dolls,
Circle Jerks,
The Gladiators,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rufus Thomas,
The Remains,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.