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 Moldova and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Negative Approach to the electroclash 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Marmalade,
Throbbing Gristle,
Stockholm Monsters,
CMW,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Oblivians,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Excepter,
Yellowson,
Rod Modell,
Roy Ayers,
David McCallum,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Graham Central Station,
Crooked Eye,
Buzzcocks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dead Boys,
KRS-One,
Patti Smith,
Con Funk Shun,
World's Most,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Pulsallama,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Metal Thangz,
The Red Krayola,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Avey Tare,
Godley & Creme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Blake Baxter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Maurizio,
The Angels of Light,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Underground Resistance,
Fad Gadget,
The J.B.'s,
Altered Images,
Erykah Badu,
Massinfluence,
The New Christs,
Mr. Review,
The Walker Brothers,
Lakeside,
The Wake,
The Knickerbockers,
Pantaleimon,
Anakelly,
Kevin Saunderson,
Magazine,
Tomorrow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Archie Shepp,
X-101,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.