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 Nigeria 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Minnie Riperton,
Godley & Creme,
Vainqueur,
Al Stewart,
Agitation Free,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yusef Lateef,
Minutemen,
Arthur Verocai,
Carl Craig,
Big Daddy Kane,
New Order,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Swans,
Absolute Body Control,
Chris Corsano,
Max Romeo,
Fela Kuti,
Audionom,
FM Einheit,
Rekid,
Severed Heads,
Procol Harum,
Warren Ellis,
June of 44,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fad Gadget,
Reuben Wilson,
Yazoo,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Niagra,
Schoolly D,
Adolescents,
U.S. Maple,
Motorama,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slackers,
Camouflage,
Little Man,
The Real Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camberwell Now,
Ossler,
The Barracudas,
Josef K,
Zapp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kaleidoscope,
The United States of America,
John Holt,
The Mummies,
Blossom Toes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Amon Düül,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.