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 Philippines and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the punk 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Ponytail,
Loose Ends,
The Tremeloes,
The Electric Prunes,
Whodini,
La Düsseldorf,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Wyatt,
Youth Brigade,
Glenn Branca,
Agitation Free,
Fad Gadget,
The Move,
Tommy Roe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pagans,
Terry Callier,
a-ha,
Eden Ahbez,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dual Sessions,
Rakim,
Tomorrow,
Ten City,
Warsaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Chrome,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Pretty Things,
Donald Byrd,
Al Stewart,
The Raincoats,
Chris Corsano,
Lungfish,
Slave,
KRS-One,
Half Japanese,
Funky Four + One,
Dawn Penn,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Womack,
Barry Ungar,
Minutemen,
Black Moon,
The Techniques,
The Mojo Men,
Bob Dylan,
Josef K,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Misunderstood,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Sonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter & Gordon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.