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 Iceland and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 Isaac Hayes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
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,
Easy Going,
Duran Duran,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tears for Fears,
Spandau Ballet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
10cc,
E-Dancer,
Sonic Youth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Graham Central Station,
Interpol,
Joe Smooth,
Television,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Johnny Clarke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nick Fraelich,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Massinfluence,
Black Sheep,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scion,
Faraquet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nils Olav,
Fear,
Bronski Beat,
The Happenings,
New York Dolls,
Darondo,
The Fugs,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Sonics,
The Fall,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sister Nancy,
David Axelrod,
Talk Talk,
Jacob Miller,
Symarip,
Trumans Water,
Urselle,
Wings,
Rapeman,
Make Up,
Eric Dolphy,
Scratch Acid,
AZ,
The Victims,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thompson Twins,
Excepter,
Scan 7,
Boogie Down Productions,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.