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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Monochrome Set to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Bourne,
Spoonie Gee,
Blossom Toes,
Motorama,
Harry Pussy,
48th St. Collective,
Organ,
Ten City,
Bill Near,
Johnny Osbourne,
Can,
Fugazi,
Gastr Del Sol,
Flash Fearless,
Gang Gang Dance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Andrew Hill,
A Certain Ratio,
Rosa Yemen,
Von Mondo,
The Real Kids,
Half Japanese,
Moss Icon,
Swans,
Soft Machine,
James White and The Blacks,
Marvin Gaye,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Quantec,
Basic Channel,
Warren Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Womack,
Altered Images,
Technova,
Bobby Sherman,
Brass Construction,
Traffic Nightmare,
Al Stewart,
The Associates,
Rapeman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eden Ahbez,
Swell Maps,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerri Chandler,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rod Modell,
the Association,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eddi Front,
Nick Fraelich,
The Velvet Underground,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.