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 Austria and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 Flipper to the rock 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family 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 Association,
Adolescents,
Boz Scaggs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Soft Cell,
Junior Murvin,
Sun Ra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Boredoms,
Juan Atkins,
Little Man,
Can,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Don Cherry,
Audionom,
The Last Poets,
The Human League,
Roxy Music,
a-ha,
Joyce Sims,
Scrapy,
Goldenarms,
Deadbeat,
John Holt,
Hasil Adkins,
New Age Steppers,
Panda Bear,
Glenn Branca,
Gil Scott Heron,
Maleditus Sound,
Harmonia,
Reagan Youth,
Wolf Eyes,
Rites of Spring,
The Skatalites,
Janne Schatter,
The American Breed,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric B and Rakim,
Whodini,
Talk Talk,
Sällskapet,
Arthur Verocai,
Oblivians,
The Five Americans,
Erykah Badu,
Yellowson,
Moebius,
Suburban Knight,
The Slits,
Alphaville,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang Starr,
New York Dolls,
The Standells,
The Names,
Los Fastidios,
Black Pus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.