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 United States and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Skriet to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Ponytail,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bob Dylan,
Man Parrish,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gabor Szabo,
Accadde A,
Toni Rubio,
The Grass Roots,
Jesper Dahlback,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ice-T,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Real Kids,
Nico,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Wells,
Joe Finger,
The Motions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Robert Hood,
Bill Near,
Black Flag,
Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Das Ding,
X-101,
World's Most,
The Gap Band,
Subhumans,
Mission of Burma,
The Slackers,
Unwound,
The Mojo Men,
The Trojans,
The Gladiators,
the Sonics,
Harry Pussy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Knickerbockers,
Dark Day,
Crash Course in Science,
Japan,
Ohio Players,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Main Source,
Wasted Youth,
LL Cool J,
Echospace,
Hardrive,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Glambeats Corp.,
Byron Stingily,
Junior Murvin,
Althea and Donna,
Ken Boothe,
Rotary Connection,
Gang of Four,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.