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 Iraq and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Popol Vuh to the grime 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
R.M.O.,
Gang Starr,
Stiv Bators,
The Last Poets,
The Tremeloes,
Animal Collective,
China Crisis,
Grey Daturas,
Pet Shop Boys,
World's Most,
Eddi Front,
Sällskapet,
These Immortal Souls,
ABBA,
The Beau Brummels,
The Knickerbockers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Depeche Mode,
Icehouse,
Scratch Acid,
The Stooges,
Johnny Osbourne,
Underground Resistance,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barbara Tucker,
Connie Case,
Saccharine Trust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Offenders,
Brothers Johnson,
Mandrill,
Suicide,
Moby Grape,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Motions,
The Toasters,
Tubeway Army,
Black Sheep,
Sugar Minott,
Fad Gadget,
Althea and Donna,
Audionom,
Terrestrial Tones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dawn Penn,
Main Source,
Skriet,
the Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Görl,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marmalade,
Josef K,
Hasil Adkins,
Mary Jane Girls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter & Gordon,
Duran Duran,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.