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 Gabon and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Marcia Griffiths to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Reagan Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Holt,
Donny Hathaway,
Joyce Sims,
Frankie Knuckles,
Spoonie Gee,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter and Kerry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yellowson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Toni Rubio,
The Count Five,
Nas,
Gang of Four,
Au Pairs,
Mission of Burma,
Brothers Johnson,
James White and The Blacks,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Moon,
Ten City,
Pharoah Sanders,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
DNA,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eddi Front,
Public Enemy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Man Parrish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gichy Dan,
Malaria!,
Minnie Riperton,
Rosa Yemen,
Country Teasers,
The Detroit Cobras,
KRS-One,
Fifty Foot Hose,
kango's stein massive,
Sixth Finger,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Remains,
Tom Boy,
Kurtis Blow,
Ludus,
The Skatalites,
Gerry Rafferty,
Metal Thangz,
Swell Maps,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cramps,
Suicide,
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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.