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 Comoros and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 The Red Krayola to the punk 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
10cc,
Chrome,
Pantaleimon,
Roxy Music,
Oneida,
The Skatalites,
Newcleus,
Siglo XX,
Eli Mardock,
Pussy Galore,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pylon,
The Pretty Things,
Vainqueur,
Reagan Youth,
Anakelly,
Infiniti,
The Searchers,
Minnie Riperton,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Count Five,
Bad Manners,
The Names,
The Raincoats,
Slick Rick,
Talk Talk,
Lungfish,
The Velvet Underground,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Vogues,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Bananas,
The Leaves,
Trumans Water,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cecil Taylor,
Matthew Halsall,
Intrusion,
James White and The Blacks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Al Stewart,
Dennis Brown,
Ice-T,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris Corsano,
Country Teasers,
The Human League,
Crispy Ambulance,
Davy DMX,
The Moleskins,
Gang of Four,
EPMD,
The Martian,
Ohio Players,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Zeros,
Quadrant,
Tubeway Army,
The Grass Roots,
DJ Sneak,
Kenny Larkin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.