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 Tajikistan and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Crime to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eyeless In Gaza,
X-101,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camberwell Now,
Reuben Wilson,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sound,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül,
Jeff Mills,
Agitation Free,
Masters at Work,
Cal Tjader,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Minny Pops,
Zapp,
Tomorrow,
Metal Thangz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Skarface,
Organ,
Andrew Hill,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barbara Tucker,
Grauzone,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Lydon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minutemen,
Guru Guru,
DJ Sneak,
Procol Harum,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joyce Sims,
Sandy B,
Pole,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June Days,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scan 7,
Jandek,
Youth Brigade,
Hot Snakes,
Brick,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
LL Cool J,
Peter & Gordon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Associates,
Talk Talk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Infiniti,
Yazoo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fuzztones,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.