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 Bulgaria and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin 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 Rotary Connection to the grunge 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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Amon Düül II,
Morten Harket,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Mills,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Severed Heads,
Rufus Thomas,
Todd Terry,
The Black Dice,
Gichy Dan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radiohead,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dark Day,
Anakelly,
Deakin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wolf Eyes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Youth Brigade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Searchers,
Warsaw,
The United States of America,
Scan 7,
David Axelrod,
Thompson Twins,
The Seeds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Amon Düül,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pussy Galore,
Ken Boothe,
Bronski Beat,
Arthur Verocai,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter & Gordon,
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Starr,
PIL,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Freddie Wadling,
The Count Five,
Leonard Cohen,
The Toasters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
June of 44,
the Bar-Kays,
Television,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Young Rascals,
Gabor Szabo,
Nas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.