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 Andorra and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Thompson Twins to the funk 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Skarface,
Jandek,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Index,
Ituana,
Todd Terry,
The Dirtbombs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
Rosa Yemen,
The Knickerbockers,
B.T. Express,
The Cure,
Nas,
The Fall,
Minutemen,
Pylon,
Byron Stingily,
Lyres,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Arab on Radar,
Big Daddy Kane,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Sound,
Soul II Soul,
Vainqueur,
Yaz,
Bauhaus,
The J.B.'s,
New York Dolls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Basic Channel,
Franke,
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Clarke,
Avey Tare,
The Tremeloes,
Subhumans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Shoche,
Scott Walker,
The Associates,
Tres Demented,
Chris Corsano,
The Golliwogs,
Delta 5,
The Doors,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Graham Central Station,
Carl Craig,
Heaven 17,
The Mummies,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Flag,
Soulsonic Force,
James White and The Blacks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.