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 Peru and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Smoke to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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?
10cc,
Robert Görl,
Stetsasonic,
Niagra,
The Blackbyrds,
The Searchers,
Procol Harum,
Fad Gadget,
a-ha,
John Holt,
The Selecter,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barry Ungar,
Essential Logic,
Second Layer,
Johnny Osbourne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cymande,
Public Enemy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Victims,
Mo-Dettes,
Icehouse,
Crispian St. Peters,
Roxette,
Fluxion,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobby Byrd,
Darondo,
E-Dancer,
Arthur Verocai,
The Last Poets,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minny Pops,
The Saints,
Tres Demented,
Eden Ahbez,
Royal Trux,
The Star Department,
Kenny Larkin,
Erasure,
Radiopuhelimet,
Interpol,
Vladislav Delay,
Jacob Miller,
FM Einheit,
D'Angelo,
The Cure,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ludus,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eurythmics,
Altered Images,
Agitation Free,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Germs,
Minor Threat,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.