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 Tunisia and from Tehran.
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 Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DNA to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Moss Icon,
Man Parrish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Toasters,
Buzzcocks,
Agitation Free,
Fatback Band,
Oneida,
Procol Harum,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bush Tetras,
David Axelrod,
Au Pairs,
Loose Ends,
The Alarm Clocks,
Second Layer,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bauhaus,
The Kinks,
Schoolly D,
World's Most,
Ultra Naté,
Delon & Dalcan,
Erasure,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ice-T,
Erykah Badu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Crime,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
John Cale,
Echospace,
Black Flag,
Joy Division,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Pus,
Hoover,
The Pretty Things,
Skaos,
Franke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skarface,
Amon Düül II,
The Happenings,
Junior Murvin,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Monochrome Set,
Cheater Slicks,
T. Rex,
The Misunderstood,
Swans,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.