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 Papua New Guinea and from Houston.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lalann to the grime 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mars,
Aswad,
The Litter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wings,
The Buckinghams,
The Misunderstood,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Easy Going,
Ice-T,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Frankie Knuckles,
Khruangbin,
Country Teasers,
Sex Pistols,
Unrelated Segments,
Gichy Dan,
The Monochrome Set,
Fear,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Standells,
Slick Rick,
The Residents,
Adolescents,
The Gap Band,
Lungfish,
the Soft Cell,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare,
Robert Görl,
Chrome,
Rekid,
Steve Hackett,
The Music Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Mantronix,
DJ Sneak,
Guru Guru,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Walker Brothers,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funky Four + One,
Deakin,
Popol Vuh,
the Germs,
Neu!,
Talk Talk,
Matthew Halsall,
The Blackbyrds,
Tom Boy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Kinks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Silicon Teens,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Motions,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.