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 Australia and from New York.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb 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 Sällskapet to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Doobie Brothers,
In Retrospect,
Eden Ahbez,
The Moody Blues,
DJ Sneak,
The Slackers,
The Grass Roots,
Desert Stars,
Cluster,
Hoover,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sam Rivers,
Hashim,
Funkadelic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nas,
Gichy Dan,
Sixth Finger,
Slick Rick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
10cc,
James White and The Blacks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Visage,
Eve St. Jones,
The Golliwogs,
the Human League,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gun Club,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Monks,
The Walker Brothers,
Reagan Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cheater Slicks,
L. Decosne,
Scientists,
Y Pants,
The Leaves,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Goldenarms,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Stooges,
E-Dancer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bootsy Collins,
Lindisfarne,
Erykah Badu,
The Saints,
Arab on Radar,
Jerry's Kids,
Von Mondo,
Stetsasonic,
Brick,
Circle Jerks,
Eric Copeland,
Thee Headcoats,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.