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 Tonga and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gregory Isaacs to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Eric Copeland,
Section 25,
Boredoms,
The Victims,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fall,
The Standells,
Jandek,
Television Personalities,
Yellowson,
Freddie Wadling,
Aloha Tigers,
Kaleidoscope,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
Andrew Hill,
Q65,
Yusef Lateef,
Alphaville,
Organ,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scratch Acid,
Crooked Eye,
Idris Muhammad,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
David McCallum,
U.S. Maple,
Roxette,
Ossler,
Henry Cow,
In Retrospect,
The Raincoats,
Siglo XX,
Black Pus,
kango's stein massive,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thompson Twins,
The Durutti Column,
Sonic Youth,
Juan Atkins,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Mojo Men,
Symarip,
Warren Ellis,
Subhumans,
Slick Rick,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donald Byrd,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Pretty Things,
Blossom Toes,
Minutemen,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Bar-Kays,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.
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.