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 Venezuela and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Golliwogs to the grunge 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Mission of Burma,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dual Sessions,
Marvin Gaye,
Arthur Verocai,
Essential Logic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Monolake,
T.S.O.L.,
Sight & Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Harmonia,
Deakin,
Albert Ayler,
Quantec,
Warsaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Derrick Morgan,
Television,
Matthew Bourne,
CMW,
Black Moon,
Funkadelic,
Alphaville,
Kerri Chandler,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Wings,
Pulsallama,
Scan 7,
The Names,
Masters at Work,
Janne Schatter,
The Young Rascals,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bang On A Can,
X-101,
Nas,
Hoover,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roxette,
Letta Mbulu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronnie Foster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cybotron,
Crooked Eye,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeff Lynne,
Little Man,
Model 500,
The Saints,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Busters,
The Slits,
Motorama,
Lakeside,
Roger Hodgson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fatback Band,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.