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 Kosovo and from Paris.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Toasters to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Stetsasonic,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Lynne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Funky Four + One,
Roxy Music,
Rod Modell,
Scientists,
The Selecter,
Peter & Gordon,
Fad Gadget,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Mojo Men,
Susan Cadogan,
Black Flag,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nirvana,
The Martian,
Archie Shepp,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sandy B,
Sugar Minott,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Motions,
The Busters,
Robert Görl,
Kevin Saunderson,
Little Man,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Slits,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Smog,
Freddie Wadling,
The Smiths,
The Fire Engines,
The Searchers,
Cymande,
Lungfish,
Television Personalities,
Can,
The Victims,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cure,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bill Near,
John Lydon,
H. Thieme,
Newcleus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Absolute Body Control,
Mantronix,
Livin' Joy,
The Trojans,
Donald Byrd,
Rotary Connection,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed,
The American Breed,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.