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 Cuba and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Banda Bassotti to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Public Image Ltd.,
Niagra,
the Normal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Age Steppers,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fortunes,
The Fuzztones,
Jandek,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rufus Thomas,
Jawbox,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Copeland,
Simply Red,
Funkadelic,
The Pop Group,
Angry Samoans,
Leonard Cohen,
Essential Logic,
Spandau Ballet,
The American Breed,
Faust,
Harry Pussy,
X-102,
Second Layer,
The Techniques,
Susan Cadogan,
Cybotron,
Oneida,
Kayak,
Curtis Mayfield,
Moebius,
Index,
Urselle,
Lou Christie,
The Young Rascals,
The Shadows of Knight,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Barracudas,
Goldenarms,
Hot Snakes,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gladiators,
Jacques Brel,
Idris Muhammad,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bronski Beat,
Letta Mbulu,
Grey Daturas,
John Lydon,
The Five Americans,
Man Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Masters at Work,
Fad Gadget,
Kurtis Blow,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blackbyrds,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.