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 Chile and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Misunderstood to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rhythm & Sound,
Con Funk Shun,
Average White Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Roxette,
Henry Cow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flipper,
Todd Rundgren,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
OOIOO,
The Grass Roots,
Rotary Connection,
Reagan Youth,
Rapeman,
The Red Krayola,
Johnny Osbourne,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Byrd,
The Tremeloes,
Derrick May,
The Fugs,
Slave,
a-ha,
Amon Düül II,
The Stooges,
Jacques Brel,
Organ,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jawbox,
Gang Starr,
Jerry's Kids,
Minutemen,
Wally Richardson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eden Ahbez,
The Zeros,
The Fuzztones,
Todd Terry,
The Birthday Party,
Marcia Griffiths,
Thee Headcoats,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ornette Coleman,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Victims,
Minny Pops,
Darondo,
the Germs,
Hoover,
Franke,
Cybotron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Leonard Cohen,
Joey Negro,
Unrelated Segments,
Neil Young,
The Skatalites,
Kenny Larkin,
T. Rex,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.