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 Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the grunge 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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Yellowson,
Nation of Ulysses,
This Heat,
James White and The Blacks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Shuggie Otis,
Motorama,
The Remains,
John Cale,
Kayak,
Al Stewart,
The Five Americans,
Mo-Dettes,
Aaron Thompson,
Blancmange,
Stiv Bators,
ABC,
Procol Harum,
Animal Collective,
Bronski Beat,
L. Decosne,
Bootsy Collins,
Alphaville,
Clear Light,
Rites of Spring,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tomorrow,
Faust,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blake Baxter,
Simply Red,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gap Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Boz Scaggs,
Dark Day,
David McCallum,
Stetsasonic,
Flipper,
The Victims,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Swans,
F. McDonald,
Sugar Minott,
Scrapy,
The New Christs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Bar-Kays,
The Selecter,
Cluster,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rod Modell,
The Techniques,
Roxette,
Warren Ellis,
DNA,
Japan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
World's Most,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.