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 Taiwan and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Standells to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Guru Guru,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echospace,
Eric Copeland,
The Searchers,
Kas Product,
Arab on Radar,
Albert Ayler,
Dave Gahan,
Wire,
Sunsets and Hearts,
LL Cool J,
New Age Steppers,
Blancmange,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Minutemen,
Wally Richardson,
Unwound,
Lalann,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Depeche Mode,
Au Pairs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Stereo Dub,
Kurtis Blow,
Carl Craig,
Soul II Soul,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fear,
Pere Ubu,
Dual Sessions,
Jesper Dahlback,
Alton Ellis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Erasure,
Eli Mardock,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Little Man,
Cluster,
Idris Muhammad,
Eurythmics,
Thee Headcoats,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Motions,
Jawbox,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nas,
DNA,
Ornette Coleman,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
David Axelrod,
Lou Christie,
Whodini,
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Laurel Aitken,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.