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 Canada and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Deepchord to the crunk 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Depeche Mode,
New Age Steppers,
The Kinks,
In Retrospect,
Andrew Hill,
Scan 7,
Aural Exciters,
Cecil Taylor,
Essential Logic,
Bronski Beat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Red Krayola,
The Pop Group,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultravox,
Skriet,
Neu!,
DJ Style,
Crooked Eye,
X-102,
Bad Manners,
The Alarm Clocks,
Suicide,
Bill Wells,
Banda Bassotti,
Cal Tjader,
Ronnie Foster,
Roxy Music,
The Neon Judgement,
Spandau Ballet,
The Skatalites,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Thee Headcoats,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Knickerbockers,
Funkadelic,
John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Pus,
Arcadia,
Magma,
Letta Mbulu,
Barclay James Harvest,
ABBA,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Heaven 17,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ice-T,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Max Romeo,
Leonard Cohen,
Deadbeat,
Fela Kuti,
Eli Mardock,
Stiv Bators,
Tommy Roe,
Dead Boys,
Brand Nubian,
Bauhaus,
Don Cherry,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.