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 France and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro 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 JFA to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew 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?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cameo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Man Eating Sloth,
Intrusion,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Grass Roots,
Charles Mingus,
Eric B and Rakim,
A Certain Ratio,
The Beau Brummels,
ABBA,
Darondo,
Half Japanese,
Reuben Wilson,
Piero Umiliani,
Unwound,
Anakelly,
Matthew Bourne,
Henry Cow,
Jeff Mills,
LL Cool J,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Steve Hackett,
David Axelrod,
The Associates,
Joensuu 1685,
The Young Rascals,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kerri Chandler,
The Blues Magoos,
Roger Hodgson,
Arthur Verocai,
Panda Bear,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fire Engines,
Neil Young,
Drexciya,
Fela Kuti,
Monolake,
Sun Ra,
Zapp,
OOIOO,
The Standells,
Funky Four + One,
Bill Near,
The Toasters,
The American Breed,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Gap Band,
Nico,
Warsaw,
Judy Mowatt,
Chris Corsano,
the Normal,
Davy DMX,
Organ,
Grandmaster Flash,
Section 25,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.