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 Equatorial Guinea and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Black Dice to the rock 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tommy Roe,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
New Order,
OOIOO,
Hot Snakes,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Michelle Simonal,
Connie Case,
The Dead C,
Joe Finger,
Little Man,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cameo,
June of 44,
Newcleus,
Mark Hollis,
Young Marble Giants,
Y Pants,
Echospace,
The American Breed,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ponytail,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Skatalites,
48th St. Collective,
The Modern Lovers,
Lindisfarne,
Siglo XX,
Idris Muhammad,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roxy Music,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Trojans,
DNA,
James Chance & The Contortions,
E-Dancer,
Nils Olav,
Camberwell Now,
Cheater Slicks,
Altered Images,
Amon Düül II,
Pere Ubu,
Rakim,
Judy Mowatt,
The Invisible,
Aswad,
Nick Fraelich,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tears for Fears,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Human League,
Magma,
Gerry Rafferty,
Subhumans,
the Bar-Kays,
Bush Tetras,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.