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 Iraq and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Agent Orange to the grunge 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
48th St. Collective,
Panda Bear,
Sparks,
The Seeds,
Man Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
Guru Guru,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tommy Roe,
The Happenings,
Cymande,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Index,
Jerry's Kids,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Zeros,
Eurythmics,
Marc Almond,
Simply Red,
The Slits,
Mo-Dettes,
John Cale,
Henry Cow,
Rosa Yemen,
UT,
Unrelated Segments,
The Raincoats,
Junior Murvin,
Stetsasonic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxette,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spandau Ballet,
Babytalk,
Bang On A Can,
Blancmange,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jimmy McGriff,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Model 500,
Public Enemy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wally Richardson,
Schoolly D,
Prince Buster,
Quando Quango,
Scan 7,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Moby Grape,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mandrill,
Little Man,
X-102,
The Busters,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.