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 Italy and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 The Slits to the funk 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tommy Roe,
Warsaw,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Absolute Body Control,
Newcleus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grauzone,
AZ,
D'Angelo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soulsonic Force,
Dave Gahan,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fall,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eric Copeland,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Skatalites,
Boogie Down Productions,
EPMD,
DJ Sneak,
Mr. Review,
John Cale,
Camouflage,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tears for Fears,
MC5,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Siglo XX,
In Retrospect,
June Days,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rakim,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Accadde A,
Nirvana,
Scion,
The Divine Comedy,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Schoolly D,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tomorrow,
The Mummies,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Cure,
The Modern Lovers,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.