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 Malaysia and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Easy Going to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Slackers,
Deakin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nation of Ulysses,
MDC,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ronan,
The Seeds,
Stereo Dub,
Alphaville,
David Axelrod,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pantaleimon,
Isaac Hayes,
Goldenarms,
Monolake,
The Tremeloes,
The Fugs,
Boredoms,
Albert Ayler,
Motorama,
a-ha,
Bronski Beat,
Youth Brigade,
Au Pairs,
the Soft Cell,
Toni Rubio,
Little Man,
Anthony Braxton,
Suburban Knight,
ABC,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Oblivians,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sixth Finger,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fall,
Pole,
The Invisible,
The Standells,
In Retrospect,
Faust,
The Dead C,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tubeway Army,
Altered Images,
Joensuu 1685,
Matthew Bourne,
The Monochrome Set,
Section 25,
London Community Gospel Choir,
R.M.O.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nas,
The Moleskins,
Idris Muhammad,
Avey Tare,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.