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 Tajikistan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 H. Thieme to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Curtis Mayfield,
Popol Vuh,
Bob Dylan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Delon & Dalcan,
Donny Hathaway,
The Detroit Cobras,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang Green,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Can,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Theoretical Girls,
Moby Grape,
Scratch Acid,
Nas,
The Evens,
Wings,
The Invisible,
John Holt,
Duran Duran,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Los Fastidios,
Outsiders,
Howard Jones,
The Young Rascals,
Hoover,
Soft Cell,
These Immortal Souls,
Fat Boys,
The Victims,
Sex Pistols,
Eyeless In Gaza,
David McCallum,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tim Buckley,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ludus,
Soul Sonic Force,
MDC,
Rakim,
Motorama,
The Neon Judgement,
Chrome,
Dead Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stiv Bators,
Colin Newman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Letta Mbulu,
Pussy Galore,
Roxette,
The Modern Lovers,
Gichy Dan,
Unrelated Segments,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.