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 Moldova and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Leonard Cohen to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Swans,
Avey Tare,
Section 25,
The Happenings,
Sight & Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Das Ding,
The Five Americans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Seeds,
World's Most,
K-Klass,
Juan Atkins,
Kayak,
Reagan Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minutemen,
DJ Style,
Circle Jerks,
David McCallum,
Neil Young,
Mandrill,
Q and Not U,
KRS-One,
Michelle Simonal,
Albert Ayler,
Joensuu 1685,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Association,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Maurizio,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Germs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Banda Bassotti,
Talk Talk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Mojo Men,
Camberwell Now,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soul Sonic Force,
Agitation Free,
Iggy Pop,
The Kinks,
Tom Boy,
Jerry's Kids,
Bob Dylan,
Trumans Water,
The Cure,
Newcleus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Amazonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pole,
Joe Finger,
Black Moon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minnie Riperton,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.