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 Antigua and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Donald Fagen 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 Glenn Branca to the punk 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin 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 arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Liliput,
Procol Harum,
Tubeway Army,
Mission of Burma,
David Axelrod,
The Monks,
The Index,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minutemen,
Half Japanese,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Goldenarms,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Blackbyrds,
The Seeds,
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
One Last Wish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fat Boys,
Ronan,
Pantaleimon,
Royal Trux,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultra Naté,
The Gun Club,
Masters at Work,
Joensuu 1685,
Junior Murvin,
Bluetip,
Cybotron,
Kurtis Blow,
Cal Tjader,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cameo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Neon Judgement,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joy Division,
Organ,
Barrington Levy,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Bananas,
Rites of Spring,
Desert Stars,
Public Enemy,
Laurel Aitken,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Outsiders,
Charles Mingus,
Scrapy,
The Searchers,
Subhumans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Selecter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Invisible,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.