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 Malaysia and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Prince Buster to the grunge 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hoover,
Warren Ellis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Glenn Branca,
The Remains,
Lalann,
Dual Sessions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skaos,
Robert Hood,
Stiv Bators,
Outsiders,
the Association,
The Slackers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
LL Cool J,
the Soft Cell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Amon Düül II,
Accadde A,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Saccharine Trust,
Patti Smith,
Spoonie Gee,
Lungfish,
Electric Prunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wings,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camberwell Now,
Franke,
Iggy Pop,
Fela Kuti,
Livin' Joy,
JFA,
Trumans Water,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The United States of America,
Rekid,
Mad Mike,
Marc Almond,
Nico,
Sound Behaviour,
Oneida,
Funky Four + One,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Adolescents,
Scrapy,
Talk Talk,
Joyce Sims,
H. Thieme,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soul II Soul,
Johnny Clarke,
Fugazi,
Porter Ricks,
Fat Boys,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.