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 Somalia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe 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 Young Rascals to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
The Gladiators,
Ponytail,
Jeff Lynne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lalann,
Pantaleimon,
Robert Wyatt,
Bobby Womack,
Accadde A,
Adolescents,
K-Klass,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Circle Jerks,
The Cure,
John Coltrane,
Lower 48,
Pet Shop Boys,
Technova,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gabor Szabo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick May,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Slick Rick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Freddie Wadling,
Quantec,
Inner City,
Neu!,
Flamin' Groovies,
Symarip,
New Age Steppers,
Pere Ubu,
Nick Fraelich,
John Cale,
Lebanon Hanover,
E-Dancer,
Hardrive,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
8 Eyed Spy,
a-ha,
Sixth Finger,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ornette Coleman,
David Bowie,
Grey Daturas,
Althea and Donna,
Procol Harum,
Shoche,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marvin Gaye,
the Slits,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soft Cell,
Hashim,
Soulsonic Force,
The Monochrome Set,
Pulsallama,
U.S. Maple,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.