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 Lebanon and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Scan 7 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
The Slackers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bootsy Collins,
Anakelly,
The American Breed,
Harry Pussy,
Mantronix,
Das Ding,
Sex Pistols,
Chrome,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Leonard Cohen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fugazi,
X-101,
Bobby Byrd,
T.S.O.L.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sister Nancy,
The Electric Prunes,
Funkadelic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Starr,
The Cramps,
Underground Resistance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roy Ayers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter and Kerry,
The Alarm Clocks,
Howard Jones,
Subhumans,
Dave Gahan,
Minnie Riperton,
The Golliwogs,
The Real Kids,
The Mojo Men,
Joy Division,
The United States of America,
In Retrospect,
Lyres,
The Buckinghams,
Eric Dolphy,
The Happenings,
The Remains,
Smog,
Prince Buster,
Drexciya,
The Stooges,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
AZ,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.