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 Saudi Arabia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
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 spring reverb 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
The Monks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Babytalk,
Absolute Body Control,
Marvin Gaye,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Mills,
Barrington Levy,
Magma,
Black Pus,
the Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yellowson,
Ronnie Foster,
Susan Cadogan,
Stetsasonic,
Rod Modell,
Steve Hackett,
Minor Threat,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sugar Minott,
Mad Mike,
Roger Hodgson,
Agitation Free,
Desert Stars,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Wake,
Anthony Braxton,
Aaron Thompson,
Technova,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dark Day,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fugazi,
In Retrospect,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wally Richardson,
Young Marble Giants,
Pulsallama,
Simply Red,
Alison Limerick,
Grauzone,
Stereo Dub,
Sex Pistols,
Eli Mardock,
Jeff Lynne,
MC5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Morten Harket,
The Cramps,
Andrew Hill,
Quadrant,
Black Moon,
The Happenings,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.