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 Czech Republic and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Toasters to the grunge 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Josef K,
Shuggie Otis,
Groovy Waters,
Graham Central Station,
Goldenarms,
Yellowson,
Radio Birdman,
Sonic Youth,
Sällskapet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Saints,
Amon Düül II,
Rhythm & Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dirtbombs,
Popol Vuh,
Youth Brigade,
Hasil Adkins,
Schoolly D,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lalann,
Cal Tjader,
Byron Stingily,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fat Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Make Up,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fear,
Howard Jones,
Black Flag,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Al Stewart,
Basic Channel,
Supertramp,
Faraquet,
Mary Jane Girls,
Judy Mowatt,
Nils Olav,
Terry Callier,
Minor Threat,
Masters at Work,
Connie Case,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sun Ra,
Cymande,
The Smiths,
Dawn Penn,
Eurythmics,
Absolute Body Control,
Scratch Acid,
Young Marble Giants,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.