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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the electroclash 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Matthew Bourne,
Michelle Simonal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
K-Klass,
Essential Logic,
the Slits,
Pussy Galore,
The Slits,
The Stooges,
The Raincoats,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quantec,
Warren Ellis,
Youth Brigade,
X-102,
JFA,
MC5,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roxette,
The Grass Roots,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fat Boys,
The Gap Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Oneida,
Harmonia,
Ronnie Foster,
Unrelated Segments,
The Blues Magoos,
The Golliwogs,
The Index,
The Seeds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tubeway Army,
Yusef Lateef,
a-ha,
T. Rex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scion,
The Red Krayola,
The Cure,
PIL,
Terry Callier,
Popol Vuh,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marine Girls,
Au Pairs,
Little Man,
Porter Ricks,
Connie Case,
Agent Orange,
Lucky Dragons,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Babytalk,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
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.