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 Angola and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
The Mojo Men,
Supertramp,
The Cramps,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cymande,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Max Romeo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nils Olav,
Sixth Finger,
Brass Construction,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Silicon Teens,
The Gladiators,
Cybotron,
Tommy Roe,
Jeff Lynne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Newcleus,
Quadrant,
Rod Modell,
The Dirtbombs,
Wally Richardson,
Spoonie Gee,
Rotary Connection,
Gong,
John Coltrane,
Stetsasonic,
Marvin Gaye,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mark Hollis,
The American Breed,
The Gun Club,
China Crisis,
X-101,
The J.B.'s,
The Searchers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Red Krayola,
Reagan Youth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
David Bowie,
Oblivians,
U.S. Maple,
Model 500,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Foxx,
Wire,
Masters at Work,
The Misunderstood,
Fugazi,
The Leaves,
Scientists,
Agitation Free,
Sällskapet,
KRS-One,
Joe Finger,
Joyce Sims,
The Black Dice,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.