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 Houston.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Amazonics to the grime 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes 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?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cluster,
Negative Approach,
David Bowie,
Man Parrish,
Rotary Connection,
The Knickerbockers,
Suburban Knight,
The Dead C,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vladislav Delay,
World's Most,
EPMD,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marshall Jefferson,
Unrelated Segments,
The Dirtbombs,
Pulsallama,
The Buckinghams,
Darondo,
Half Japanese,
Nas,
Prince Buster,
Drexciya,
In Retrospect,
Joe Finger,
X-101,
Mo-Dettes,
The New Christs,
The Pretty Things,
Eli Mardock,
Easy Going,
The Smoke,
Lightning Bolt,
Tubeway Army,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rekid,
Sun City Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
Patti Smith,
Skaos,
Alice Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Rakim,
AZ,
The Mummies,
The Smiths,
Yaz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dawn Penn,
LL Cool J,
Kaleidoscope,
Japan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Alison Limerick,
Radio Birdman,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.