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 Comoros and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Michael McDonald 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Hood,
The Music Machine,
Unwound,
Alphaville,
Shoche,
Underground Resistance,
Max Romeo,
The Techniques,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rakim,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crime,
Basic Channel,
Arab on Radar,
The Residents,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Enemy,
Dave Gahan,
Dark Day,
Erykah Badu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Von Mondo,
Lou Reed,
Nils Olav,
Byron Stingily,
Gabor Szabo,
Amon Düül II,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lalann,
Joe Smooth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vainqueur,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tom Boy,
Goldenarms,
Au Pairs,
Lightning Bolt,
Roy Ayers,
Make Up,
David Axelrod,
Babytalk,
The Dead C,
Don Cherry,
Sällskapet,
Chris & Cosey,
Rites of Spring,
Kurtis Blow,
The Slackers,
Black Sheep,
Steve Hackett,
Black Moon,
Pantytec,
Ten City,
Negative Approach,
Skarface,
Hardrive,
Bluetip,
Neu!,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.