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 Macedonia and from Shanghai.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gong to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Magma,
Circle Jerks,
Erasure,
the Normal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Slave,
Frankie Knuckles,
Warren Ellis,
Minnie Riperton,
Young Marble Giants,
Deakin,
Erykah Badu,
a-ha,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jimmy McGriff,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bronski Beat,
Marvin Gaye,
X-Ray Spex,
Mark Hollis,
The Music Machine,
LL Cool J,
the Bar-Kays,
The Toasters,
Lou Christie,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Piero Umiliani,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Clear Light,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Young Rascals,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
K-Klass,
Delta 5,
Dual Sessions,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terry Callier,
The Red Krayola,
Gang Starr,
The Evens,
The Offenders,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Tremeloes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joey Negro,
Grey Daturas,
The Raincoats,
The Mummies,
Robert Wyatt,
Siglo XX,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.