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 Jordan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 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 Roy Ayers to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sugar Minott,
Lindisfarne,
David McCallum,
Unwound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Freddie Wadling,
Supertramp,
Tubeway Army,
Brothers Johnson,
Crooked Eye,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
FM Einheit,
The Black Dice,
Buzzcocks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Divine Comedy,
Graham Central Station,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Doors,
Loose Ends,
Aloha Tigers,
Cybotron,
a-ha,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Zeros,
ABC,
In Retrospect,
Iggy Pop,
Outsiders,
Skriet,
The Leaves,
La Düsseldorf,
The Modern Lovers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Magma,
Dual Sessions,
Sonny Sharrock,
DNA,
John Holt,
Japan,
Guru Guru,
Radiopuhelimet,
Icehouse,
Kas Product,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
MC5,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lower 48,
Tomorrow,
Grauzone,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Normal,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.