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 Germany and from Manila.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Skarface to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Trumans Water,
Quando Quango,
The Skatalites,
Roger Hodgson,
Japan,
Terry Callier,
The Count Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
Accadde A,
Wire,
Black Flag,
Main Source,
Prince Buster,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Circle Jerks,
Y Pants,
Gong,
Tubeway Army,
Buzzcocks,
Arab on Radar,
Nils Olav,
Tom Boy,
Lindisfarne,
The Evens,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dave Gahan,
Junior Murvin,
Absolute Body Control,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Agent Orange,
Minutemen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
Amon Düül II,
T. Rex,
Porter Ricks,
Anakelly,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Connie Case,
Sparks,
Organ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fluxion,
The New Christs,
K-Klass,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Unwound,
Lalann,
Slick Rick,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mojo Men,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mantronix,
Rapeman,
Ice-T,
Au Pairs,
Moss Icon,
Aural Exciters,
The Motions,
Sonic Youth,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.