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 Cape Verde and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 The Young Rascals to the dance 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
Model 500,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
The Seeds,
Ornette Coleman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Half Japanese,
Bootsy Collins,
Inner City,
The Leaves,
The Saints,
The Red Krayola,
Sister Nancy,
Yusef Lateef,
Mission of Burma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skriet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scrapy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Clear Light,
James White and The Blacks,
Soulsonic Force,
Bad Manners,
Bronski Beat,
Schoolly D,
One Last Wish,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marshall Jefferson,
L. Decosne,
The Tremeloes,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fugs,
The Gap Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Stiv Bators,
Black Bananas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scientists,
Duran Duran,
T.S.O.L.,
Cybotron,
The Searchers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Erykah Badu,
Radio Birdman,
The Gun Club,
The Velvet Underground,
Rosa Yemen,
Arcadia,
June Days,
Sonic Youth,
Moby Grape,
Jandek,
Todd Rundgren,
Ohio Players,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.