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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cramps to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Wake,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Slackers,
Easy Going,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Newcleus,
Wire,
Mary Jane Girls,
Soft Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alison Limerick,
Pylon,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mo-Dettes,
Q and Not U,
The Star Department,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Cell,
The Monks,
Faraquet,
Duran Duran,
Altered Images,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Barracudas,
AZ,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bronski Beat,
The Red Krayola,
Model 500,
Soulsonic Force,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sandy B,
Radiopuhelimet,
Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
Idris Muhammad,
Joyce Sims,
Ultra Naté,
Spandau Ballet,
Television,
The Kinks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Erasure,
Roxy Music,
PIL,
Hot Snakes,
Buzzcocks,
This Heat,
Black Bananas,
Blossom Toes,
Sister Nancy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eric Copeland,
Con Funk Shun,
Kerri Chandler,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.