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 Croatia and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Robert Palmer 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 Kas Product to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Jeff Lynne,
Pussy Galore,
Sex Pistols,
FM Einheit,
Stockholm Monsters,
Country Teasers,
10cc,
Dawn Penn,
Ralphi Rosario,
Basic Channel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lungfish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kenny Larkin,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Evens,
The Blackbyrds,
June Days,
The Cramps,
Agent Orange,
The Durutti Column,
The Monochrome Set,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sarah Menescal,
UT,
Chris Corsano,
Soft Cell,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moebius,
Alphaville,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Association,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Talk Talk,
Josef K,
Little Man,
The Index,
Crooked Eye,
World's Most,
Whodini,
The Dead C,
Warren Ellis,
Young Marble Giants,
Rhythm & Sound,
A Certain Ratio,
Harmonia,
Isaac Hayes,
Eden Ahbez,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yaz,
Sonic Youth,
Franke,
the Bar-Kays,
X-102,
Nils Olav,
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.