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 United Kingdom and from Columbus.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Roxy Music to the rock 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Chris & Cosey,
Fat Boys,
Surgeon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
X-102,
Kaleidoscope,
The Names,
The Dave Clark Five,
Shuggie Otis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brothers Johnson,
Flash Fearless,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pylon,
Sexual Harrassment,
T.S.O.L.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Andrew Hill,
Anthony Braxton,
Massinfluence,
DJ Sneak,
Gerry Rafferty,
David Bowie,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aswad,
Suburban Knight,
The Walker Brothers,
Motorama,
The Moleskins,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nirvana,
Joe Smooth,
The Dead C,
The Slits,
Can,
Porter Ricks,
L. Decosne,
Dennis Brown,
The Divine Comedy,
Ludus,
Joy Division,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rakim,
The Young Rascals,
Television Personalities,
Todd Terry,
Gang of Four,
Marmalade,
In Retrospect,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wire,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sam Rivers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marine Girls,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.