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 Uganda and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Holger Czukay 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 Country Joe & The Fish 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord 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 arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deadbeat,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Reed,
Marshall Jefferson,
Prince Buster,
Marc Almond,
Nils Olav,
Derrick May,
David Axelrod,
The New Christs,
Scion,
Harmonia,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thompson Twins,
Graham Central Station,
Rod Modell,
Intrusion,
Magazine,
ABC,
Alphaville,
Jacob Miller,
Scrapy,
Peter and Kerry,
Bill Wells,
Yellowson,
Kaleidoscope,
Robert Wyatt,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ralphi Rosario,
The Vogues,
The Gun Club,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Moody Blues,
Gang of Four,
These Immortal Souls,
Moby Grape,
X-101,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Smiths,
Bush Tetras,
David McCallum,
David Bowie,
Ronan,
The Pop Group,
Reagan Youth,
Black Flag,
Liliput,
The Grass Roots,
Neil Young,
The American Breed,
Y Pants,
the Slits,
Bob Dylan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Dead C,
Cybotron,
The Star Department,
Aural Exciters,
the Bar-Kays,
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.