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 Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Evens to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Roger Hodgson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David McCallum,
Gerry Rafferty,
FM Einheit,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
Royal Trux,
The Five Americans,
The Slackers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alphaville,
Organ,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
CMW,
Technova,
Agitation Free,
K-Klass,
Mantronix,
The Gories,
Traffic Nightmare,
Babytalk,
Quantec,
The Associates,
L. Decosne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
KRS-One,
Grey Daturas,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soulsonic Force,
The Trojans,
Ultra Naté,
Rosa Yemen,
Excepter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nas,
Schoolly D,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The J.B.'s,
The Martian,
Hot Snakes,
Kurtis Blow,
the Association,
Amon Düül,
Jacques Brel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minny Pops,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Make Up,
Laurel Aitken,
Con Funk Shun,
Hashim,
Ronan,
Gang Starr,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Motions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.