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 Peru and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Peter & Gordon to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spoonie Gee,
Niagra,
Josef K,
Theoretical Girls,
Harmonia,
Soul II Soul,
PIL,
Con Funk Shun,
Barrington Levy,
Drexciya,
The Gun Club,
Public Enemy,
Altered Images,
Unwound,
Parry Music,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cowsills,
a-ha,
Hashim,
Mo-Dettes,
Pantaleimon,
Agent Orange,
The Slits,
Sight & Sound,
A Certain Ratio,
Alison Limerick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gabor Szabo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Toni Rubio,
Joensuu 1685,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bush Tetras,
The Flesh Eaters,
Whodini,
Fugazi,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Quando Quango,
The Moleskins,
Arab on Radar,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
UT,
FM Einheit,
Spandau Ballet,
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Style,
Dead Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Silicon Teens,
Rotary Connection,
Animal Collective,
The Blackbyrds,
MDC,
the Sonics,
Leonard Cohen,
Pere Ubu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Count Five,
Monks,
Trumans Water,
Delon & Dalcan,
Maurizio,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.