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 Moldova and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Barracudas to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish 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?
Leonard Cohen,
Magma,
Funkadelic,
Icehouse,
X-102,
Gerry Rafferty,
Warren Ellis,
The Dirtbombs,
Alice Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Blues Magoos,
The Golliwogs,
Kas Product,
The Blackbyrds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Underground Resistance,
Metal Thangz,
Television Personalities,
Guru Guru,
Barry Ungar,
Pulsallama,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fad Gadget,
The Doors,
Donny Hathaway,
D'Angelo,
Electric Prunes,
The Smoke,
The Sound,
Angry Samoans,
The Skatalites,
Mr. Review,
Eric Dolphy,
MDC,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
These Immortal Souls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Animal Collective,
Procol Harum,
The Remains,
Desert Stars,
Black Sheep,
Television,
The Beau Brummels,
Jawbox,
The Stooges,
Franke,
Niagra,
Deakin,
Minor Threat,
World's Most,
MC5,
Sonic Youth,
Brothers Johnson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Germs,
Smog,
Gang Green,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Happenings,
The American Breed,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.