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 Yemen and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 Zero Boys to the crunk 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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Gregory Isaacs,
Little Man,
Radiohead,
ABBA,
Drexciya,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Moon,
Supertramp,
Lindisfarne,
Alice Coltrane,
Todd Rundgren,
Joe Finger,
Nirvana,
Dawn Penn,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sparks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Country Teasers,
Blake Baxter,
Television,
Yaz,
Barbara Tucker,
Rosa Yemen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zero Boys,
Kurtis Blow,
Kerri Chandler,
Aaron Thompson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Arab on Radar,
Man Parrish,
Moby Grape,
A Certain Ratio,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Stooges,
Derrick May,
The Index,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris & Cosey,
The Kinks,
Fugazi,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Grey Daturas,
The Mojo Men,
Big Daddy Kane,
Suicide,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Seeds,
World's Most,
Nik Kershaw,
Mr. Review,
The Smiths,
Circle Jerks,
The Last Poets,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Human League,
The Raincoats,
Quadrant,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.