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 Brunei and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet 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 Simply Red to the funk 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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Althea and Donna,
Dawn Penn,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Hood,
La Düsseldorf,
The Doors,
Television,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Steve Hackett,
The Dirtbombs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mission of Burma,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Organ,
The Kinks,
Deepchord,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minor Threat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Khruangbin,
Cybotron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Zeros,
B.T. Express,
Agent Orange,
Barry Ungar,
Byron Stingily,
Ornette Coleman,
the Soft Cell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Anakelly,
Johnny Clarke,
Camberwell Now,
the Sonics,
Index,
Todd Terry,
The Smoke,
The Techniques,
cv313,
Lyres,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alphaville,
The Vogues,
The Velvet Underground,
Vainqueur,
Mantronix,
Popol Vuh,
Maleditus Sound,
T. Rex,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jeff Mills,
Sister Nancy,
Shuggie Otis,
Pantaleimon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Minny Pops,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.