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 Malawi and from Cairo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grass Roots to the disco 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Moby Grape,
Underground Resistance,
Stiv Bators,
Audionom,
Pussy Galore,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed,
Fat Boys,
The Last Poets,
Sixth Finger,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grauzone,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sonic Youth,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Womack,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Smog,
Drexciya,
The Moody Blues,
Gong,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nation of Ulysses,
Japan,
U.S. Maple,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Boz Scaggs,
Josef K,
Cal Tjader,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Sherman,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arab on Radar,
Agent Orange,
Sandy B,
The Associates,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Birthday Party,
D'Angelo,
A Certain Ratio,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nico,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Graham Central Station,
Tubeway Army,
Aural Exciters,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pantaleimon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jeff Mills,
Crime,
Lebanon Hanover,
Surgeon,
The Evens,
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.