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 Malta and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fall,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Symarip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Sonics,
Tomorrow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Television,
Gil Scott Heron,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Graham Central Station,
Marmalade,
Bauhaus,
Steve Hackett,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radiohead,
The Five Americans,
Eli Mardock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Skarface,
Joe Smooth,
The Tremeloes,
The Stooges,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lungfish,
Cal Tjader,
Fela Kuti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ken Boothe,
Massinfluence,
Ohio Players,
Scott Walker,
Sexual Harrassment,
Charles Mingus,
Banda Bassotti,
Glenn Branca,
Duran Duran,
Godley & Creme,
The United States of America,
David McCallum,
The Busters,
Crooked Eye,
Guru Guru,
Cecil Taylor,
Skriet,
Harmonia,
Howard Jones,
Soft Machine,
cv313,
Jeff Lynne,
Kenny Larkin,
The Index,
Fatback Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pylon,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.