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 Bangladesh and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bauhaus to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
X-101,
The Doobie Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Star Department,
Big Daddy Kane,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Kinks,
Sällskapet,
Nico,
Ultra Naté,
Ultimate Spinach,
Popol Vuh,
Country Joe & The Fish,
MC5,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Agent Orange,
The Names,
The Birthday Party,
Jawbox,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monochrome Set,
Boz Scaggs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Surgeon,
EPMD,
Tim Buckley,
the Swans,
Essential Logic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Godley & Creme,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Music Machine,
OOIOO,
Terry Callier,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Shuggie Otis,
Jeff Mills,
Joy Division,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gichy Dan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
Los Fastidios,
UT,
Inner City,
The Dirtbombs,
Scan 7,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Connie Case,
The Remains,
Masters at Work,
The Leaves,
Amon Düül II,
Donald Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
Fear,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.