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 Cameroon and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Lebanon Hanover,
The New Christs,
X-102,
Minutemen,
Funky Four + One,
Dennis Brown,
the Germs,
Kaleidoscope,
The Offenders,
Newcleus,
Mo-Dettes,
Brass Construction,
Ultravox,
Donald Byrd,
The Victims,
Underground Resistance,
Erykah Badu,
Ken Boothe,
Arthur Verocai,
Piero Umiliani,
Q and Not U,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Blues Magoos,
Bluetip,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Basic Channel,
Theoretical Girls,
Half Japanese,
The Durutti Column,
Michelle Simonal,
Josef K,
The Standells,
Infiniti,
Youth Brigade,
Bill Wells,
Mandrill,
Television,
Heaven 17,
The Vogues,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Leaves,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brand Nubian,
the Bar-Kays,
The Dead C,
Unwound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fugazi,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Morten Harket,
Cheater Slicks,
Moby Grape,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Saints,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Sisters of Mercy,
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Visage,
Minny Pops,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.