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 Bhutan and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the disco 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roxette,
Youth Brigade,
KRS-One,
Anakelly,
Los Fastidios,
Surgeon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Erasure,
Von Mondo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
T.S.O.L.,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Main Source,
Con Funk Shun,
Terrestrial Tones,
Monks,
Audionom,
MC5,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Excepter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Circle Jerks,
Section 25,
Gong,
Mandrill,
Morten Harket,
Man Parrish,
the Bar-Kays,
Joyce Sims,
The Slits,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joey Negro,
Gastr Del Sol,
Swell Maps,
The Real Kids,
Heaven 17,
The Residents,
Erykah Badu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cymande,
The Saints,
Spandau Ballet,
Cameo,
Warsaw,
Rod Modell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Qualms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacques Brel,
Alison Limerick,
The Moody Blues,
The American Breed,
Scientists,
Zero Boys,
David Bowie,
Bill Wells,
Aloha Tigers,
Masters at Work,
Archie Shepp,
Barry Ungar,
Byron Stingily,
Yellowson,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.