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 Saudi Arabia and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 Zero Boys to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Spandau Ballet,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed,
The Fuzztones,
Loose Ends,
Eric Dolphy,
Dead Boys,
DNA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Spoonie Gee,
Rotary Connection,
Los Fastidios,
Unwound,
Roger Hodgson,
Todd Terry,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Association,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Harry Pussy,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
MC5,
Cheater Slicks,
Oneida,
Dawn Penn,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Charles Mingus,
The Cure,
Sparks,
Moebius,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cameo,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Invisible,
Section 25,
Tim Buckley,
Schoolly D,
Gang Gang Dance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Bananas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Livin' Joy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Surgeon,
H. Thieme,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Adolescents,
Johnny Osbourne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ornette Coleman,
Barry Ungar,
Radio Birdman,
R.M.O.,
Marc Almond,
Funkadelic,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.