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 Sri Lanka and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 Neil Young to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sugar Minott,
The Offenders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scrapy,
The Invisible,
kango's stein massive,
Goldenarms,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Zeros,
Warren Ellis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deakin,
Quadrant,
Gong,
Crooked Eye,
Grey Daturas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fortunes,
Alison Limerick,
Swell Maps,
Public Image Ltd.,
E-Dancer,
Tim Buckley,
Davy DMX,
The Saints,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Danielle Patucci,
The Divine Comedy,
Bang On A Can,
The Leaves,
The Cure,
Parry Music,
Roxette,
Porter Ricks,
Sister Nancy,
Kaleidoscope,
The Pretty Things,
Underground Resistance,
Tears for Fears,
The Modern Lovers,
The Young Rascals,
Isaac Hayes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stetsasonic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kerri Chandler,
Thee Headcoats,
Amon Düül,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.