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 Nigeria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Adolescents to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Near,
The Trojans,
Quantec,
Cymande,
D'Angelo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Adolescents,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Easy Going,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roger Hodgson,
Echospace,
Grauzone,
MC5,
Babytalk,
Nils Olav,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Spoonie Gee,
Minnie Riperton,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter & Gordon,
Deepchord,
the Sonics,
Saccharine Trust,
Aloha Tigers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joe Finger,
Dead Boys,
The Selecter,
Janne Schatter,
Alton Ellis,
The Gories,
The Dead C,
The Tremeloes,
Juan Atkins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Little Man,
The Knickerbockers,
In Retrospect,
The Move,
Flash Fearless,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Underground Resistance,
L. Decosne,
Outsiders,
Swell Maps,
Fela Kuti,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Livin' Joy,
Japan,
Banda Bassotti,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.