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 Cambodia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Grass Roots to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
The Grass Roots,
Minor Threat,
The Golliwogs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Porter Ricks,
Fear,
R.M.O.,
Colin Newman,
Fat Boys,
Delta 5,
Soft Machine,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Silicon Teens,
Archie Shepp,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fad Gadget,
Juan Atkins,
Cluster,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
KRS-One,
Wings,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Music Machine,
DJ Sneak,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Bananas,
Panda Bear,
The Angels of Light,
The Shadows of Knight,
Skarface,
Aloha Tigers,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Doors,
Tubeway Army,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lebanon Hanover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Görl,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Young Rascals,
Dennis Brown,
the Slits,
Patti Smith,
The Misunderstood,
Spandau Ballet,
Half Japanese,
Sandy B,
Monks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bad Manners,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Pretty Things,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Busters,
Von Mondo,
Essential Logic,
Groovy Waters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wally Richardson,
The Velvet Underground,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.