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 Kuwait and from Seoul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Animal Collective to the techno 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Association,
Brick,
Fad Gadget,
Radio Birdman,
Derrick May,
Y Pants,
EPMD,
Blossom Toes,
The Angels of Light,
Dead Boys,
Animal Collective,
Au Pairs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Barrington Levy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hot Snakes,
Joey Negro,
8 Eyed Spy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Grauzone,
The Gories,
Aural Exciters,
The Happenings,
The Leaves,
Basic Channel,
The Five Americans,
Fatback Band,
Deakin,
Frankie Knuckles,
Donald Byrd,
Sällskapet,
Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Blues Magoos,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Von Mondo,
Ornette Coleman,
The Black Dice,
Tim Buckley,
Bobby Byrd,
Suburban Knight,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lungfish,
Tubeway Army,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fuzztones,
The Cure,
Monolake,
The Stooges,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joe Finger,
Chrome,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Trumans Water,
Parry Music,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.