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 Lithuania and from Woodstock.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar 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 Aloha Tigers to the rap 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mary Jane Girls,
Y Pants,
48th St. Collective,
Visage,
The United States of America,
Sällskapet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Gun Club,
Peter and Kerry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joy Division,
Soulsonic Force,
Country Teasers,
Au Pairs,
Porter Ricks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Chris & Cosey,
Curtis Mayfield,
Franke,
The Velvet Underground,
Tres Demented,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ralphi Rosario,
Frankie Knuckles,
cv313,
Outsiders,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soul Sonic Force,
Duran Duran,
UT,
Half Japanese,
Crash Course in Science,
The Music Machine,
Camberwell Now,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Last Poets,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jacques Brel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tommy Roe,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zero Boys,
The Index,
Graham Central Station,
June Days,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Idris Muhammad,
Mandrill,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mr. Review,
The Happenings,
Nation of Ulysses,
Shoche,
Absolute Body Control,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aaron Thompson,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.