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 Swaziland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Jesus and Mary Chain to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Organ,
Stiv Bators,
Television,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Zeros,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Letta Mbulu,
Rosa Yemen,
Cluster,
Fluxion,
Gastr Del Sol,
Maurizio,
These Immortal Souls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
CMW,
Beasts of Bourbon,
New Age Steppers,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fall,
Sound Behaviour,
The Techniques,
Robert Wyatt,
Laurel Aitken,
Bauhaus,
Camberwell Now,
Eden Ahbez,
Von Mondo,
Arthur Verocai,
Newcleus,
Surgeon,
Reagan Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Monolake,
Q65,
Outsiders,
Eric Dolphy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Dead C,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Gang Dance,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Barracudas,
Barrington Levy,
Josef K,
PIL,
D'Angelo,
Make Up,
Sparks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Metal Thangz,
Eric Copeland,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soft Machine,
The Offenders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alice Coltrane,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.