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 Costa Rica and from Delhi.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Joe Smooth,
Man Eating Sloth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wally Richardson,
Skaos,
The Dave Clark Five,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Gang Dance,
Parry Music,
Japan,
The Black Dice,
Subhumans,
Scan 7,
Alison Limerick,
The Young Rascals,
the Normal,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultimate Spinach,
Index,
Byron Stingily,
the Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sandy B,
Delta 5,
The Alarm Clocks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Neil Young,
X-102,
Surgeon,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed,
Cluster,
Circle Jerks,
The Pretty Things,
The Fire Engines,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Arcadia,
Lou Christie,
The Monochrome Set,
The Toasters,
Rapeman,
Minutemen,
The Vogues,
Agitation Free,
June Days,
Michelle Simonal,
48th St. Collective,
Flash Fearless,
Godley & Creme,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kenny Larkin,
Leonard Cohen,
Supertramp,
The Human League,
Dave Gahan,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.