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 Italy and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 MC5 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Schoolly D,
Stetsasonic,
Hardrive,
The Young Rascals,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
New Order,
X-102,
Charles Mingus,
The Black Dice,
Camberwell Now,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
48th St. Collective,
Procol Harum,
Brand Nubian,
Neu!,
Suburban Knight,
Liliput,
Aural Exciters,
Von Mondo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sällskapet,
Minutemen,
Lyres,
Deakin,
Archie Shepp,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Pop Group,
Jimmy McGriff,
World's Most,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Surgeon,
Nick Fraelich,
Zapp,
Avey Tare,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Germs,
Bluetip,
Black Moon,
The Standells,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dawn Penn,
Fat Boys,
Agitation Free,
Mandrill,
Mad Mike,
Steve Hackett,
Scion,
Barry Ungar,
CMW,
The Trojans,
Intrusion,
Nils Olav,
Ponytail,
Unwound,
Graham Central Station,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gap Band,
Pantaleimon,
Absolute Body Control,
The Toasters,
Bill Wells,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.