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 Guatemala and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ 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 Graham Central Station to the grime 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a güiro and a rhodes 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 theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Half Japanese,
Bronski Beat,
Black Bananas,
Lou Christie,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Massinfluence,
Quadrant,
the Association,
Deakin,
Terry Callier,
T.S.O.L.,
Circle Jerks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobby Womack,
Jerry's Kids,
the Germs,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hot Snakes,
Flash Fearless,
Ohio Players,
Japan,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Black Dice,
Boz Scaggs,
X-Ray Spex,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Delta 5,
Suburban Knight,
Skriet,
Q and Not U,
The Raincoats,
Pantytec,
Slick Rick,
Swell Maps,
Mr. Review,
Panda Bear,
Minutemen,
X-102,
D'Angelo,
Depeche Mode,
Danielle Patucci,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Zeros,
Siglo XX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Finger,
MDC,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Seeds,
Technova,
Lakeside,
Audionom,
Simply Red,
Sandy B,
Nico,
Barry Ungar,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.