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 Yemen and from Halifax.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jeff Lynne to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Selecter,
Matthew Halsall,
The Sound,
Yusef Lateef,
Eric Copeland,
Leonard Cohen,
Lower 48,
Massinfluence,
Ten City,
The Flesh Eaters,
Monks,
Icehouse,
Goldenarms,
Negative Approach,
Soul Sonic Force,
Archie Shepp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Erasure,
New Order,
Rites of Spring,
Mantronix,
The Slits,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hoover,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Howard Jones,
Au Pairs,
Excepter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Japan,
Q65,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Arcadia,
Reuben Wilson,
Nick Fraelich,
Bill Wells,
Blossom Toes,
Dennis Brown,
Urselle,
Cal Tjader,
Warren Ellis,
Rosa Yemen,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Womack,
The Residents,
Kerrie Biddell,
Q and Not U,
Gang Starr,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Funky Four + One,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cramps,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.