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 Honduras and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Cameo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Boredoms,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pierre Henry,
Gang Green,
Intrusion,
the Germs,
Heaven 17,
Jerry's Kids,
Wire,
The Associates,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bluetip,
Sugar Minott,
The Birthday Party,
Easy Going,
Eurythmics,
The Smoke,
Bobby Womack,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aural Exciters,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Young Marble Giants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bauhaus,
Porter Ricks,
The Fortunes,
Michelle Simonal,
Crispy Ambulance,
This Heat,
Erykah Badu,
Tommy Roe,
Flash Fearless,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Techniques,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ituana,
Hot Snakes,
Saccharine Trust,
The Pop Group,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ossler,
Excepter,
Basic Channel,
Livin' Joy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Bar-Kays,
Procol Harum,
The Monks,
The Misunderstood,
FM Einheit,
Blancmange,
Letta Mbulu,
Deakin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
R.M.O.,
Zapp,
The Cure,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Busters,
Sex Pistols,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.