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 Korea South and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Gerry Rafferty to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Seeds,
The Monks,
Rekid,
Marc Almond,
the Sonics,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Birthday Party,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cymande,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Names,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Echospace,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arthur Verocai,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
UT,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Kinks,
Jandek,
Index,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sam Rivers,
The Busters,
the Normal,
Bush Tetras,
Ultra Naté,
ABC,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New York Dolls,
Darondo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Todd Terry,
Minutemen,
Gong,
Zapp,
Carl Craig,
Drexciya,
Alton Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rites of Spring,
Eve St. Jones,
Faust,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
R.M.O.,
Dawn Penn,
Maleditus Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fear,
James White and The Blacks,
DJ Sneak,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.