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 Tuvalu and from Manila.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 The Techniques to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Todd Rundgren,
Isaac Hayes,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Golliwogs,
The Stooges,
Essential Logic,
Eli Mardock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gabor Szabo,
ABC,
Lee Hazlewood,
Albert Ayler,
Cheater Slicks,
Hardrive,
Johnny Clarke,
The Tremeloes,
Unwound,
Anthony Braxton,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gories,
JFA,
cv313,
Juan Atkins,
Tres Demented,
Motorama,
Technova,
Jandek,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Oblivians,
Joe Smooth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Supertramp,
The Dead C,
The Gladiators,
Lower 48,
The Divine Comedy,
Animal Collective,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Swans,
Maurizio,
Bauhaus,
Scott Walker,
Funky Four + One,
Rufus Thomas,
Rapeman,
Surgeon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Terry Callier,
Barclay James Harvest,
Outsiders,
Amon Düül,
Shoche,
Electric Prunes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Spoonie Gee,
Organ,
The Martian,
Curtis Mayfield,
Faust,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.