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 Netherlands and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Goldenarms to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Alton Ellis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Swell Maps,
Pantaleimon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bob Dylan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nico,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gladiators,
Blossom Toes,
The Slackers,
Black Sheep,
Albert Ayler,
Girls At Our Best!,
Harpers Bizarre,
These Immortal Souls,
MDC,
Maleditus Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Agent Orange,
Newcleus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-102,
Suicide,
Warsaw,
Franke,
Aswad,
The Stooges,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Animal Collective,
The Techniques,
Stiv Bators,
Scan 7,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fad Gadget,
The Red Krayola,
Lucky Dragons,
Anakelly,
DJ Sneak,
Wally Richardson,
Babytalk,
Ronan,
Shuggie Otis,
Hasil Adkins,
World's Most,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Vogues,
Underground Resistance,
Brothers Johnson,
Monolake,
Marine Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joey Negro,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.