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 Jamaica and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hoover to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Bob Dylan,
Erykah Badu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
T. Rex,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stiv Bators,
The Vogues,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eden Ahbez,
The Saints,
Metal Thangz,
PIL,
Archie Shepp,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vainqueur,
Mad Mike,
Flipper,
Charles Mingus,
Derrick May,
The J.B.'s,
The Happenings,
Girls At Our Best!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camouflage,
The Mojo Men,
Fela Kuti,
KRS-One,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Buckinghams,
Lungfish,
The Pop Group,
DNA,
Amon Düül II,
Duran Duran,
Surgeon,
Japan,
Tommy Roe,
The Detroit Cobras,
Smog,
Toni Rubio,
Ultravox,
H. Thieme,
Erasure,
the Association,
John Coltrane,
Neu!,
Harmonia,
Boredoms,
Q65,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.