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 Papua New Guinea and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba 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 Lalann to the grime 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
ABC,
Janne Schatter,
Country Teasers,
Marmalade,
Circle Jerks,
Jacques Brel,
10cc,
John Coltrane,
Neu!,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rosa Yemen,
Index,
Throbbing Gristle,
Excepter,
Suicide,
Ultravox,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Smog,
Slick Rick,
Television Personalities,
Carl Craig,
Bill Near,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kerri Chandler,
Panda Bear,
The Residents,
Masters at Work,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Bourne,
The Evens,
The Young Rascals,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boz Scaggs,
Kurtis Blow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
Gang Green,
Black Bananas,
Thee Headcoats,
Joe Finger,
Sun Ra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wasted Youth,
Cheater Slicks,
Joyce Sims,
Harmonia,
Brothers Johnson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mo-Dettes,
T.S.O.L.,
PIL,
Tears for Fears,
Alice Coltrane,
New Order,
H. Thieme,
B.T. Express,
Howard Jones,
The Cure,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.