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 Dominica and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Eric Copeland to the jazz 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Delta 5,
Tommy Roe,
Ituana,
Agitation Free,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Association,
Neu!,
Newcleus,
Deepchord,
The Blues Magoos,
Archie Shepp,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Interpol,
Technova,
The Misunderstood,
Dennis Brown,
Metal Thangz,
Wire,
CMW,
The New Christs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visage,
The Five Americans,
Rapeman,
China Crisis,
Goldenarms,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Motorama,
Donny Hathaway,
Michelle Simonal,
Aaron Thompson,
Severed Heads,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fad Gadget,
Stereo Dub,
Bob Dylan,
The Move,
OOIOO,
The Sonics,
The Durutti Column,
Rekid,
New York Dolls,
Scott Walker,
Heaven 17,
Porter Ricks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pharoah Sanders,
Erykah Badu,
Saccharine Trust,
Blossom Toes,
Monks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dark Day,
Mantronix,
Angry Samoans,
Nils Olav,
Camouflage,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.