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 Rwanda and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Au Pairs to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Skarface,
Main Source,
The Blackbyrds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Todd Rundgren,
Flash Fearless,
The Names,
The Motions,
The Birthday Party,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cowsills,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wally Richardson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Derrick Morgan,
ABBA,
Swans,
Metal Thangz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barbara Tucker,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Black Dice,
David Axelrod,
Qualms,
Q65,
Depeche Mode,
Sugar Minott,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scratch Acid,
Chrome,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gabor Szabo,
Al Stewart,
Marine Girls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Boz Scaggs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Underground Resistance,
Moby Grape,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Saints,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camouflage,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Stooges,
The Fall,
Loose Ends,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lee Hazlewood,
Procol Harum,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kas Product,
The Wake,
The Selecter,
Colin Newman,
Smog,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.