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 Kosovo and from Taipei.
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 Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin 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 Connie Case to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Unrelated Segments,
Lungfish,
the Germs,
Nils Olav,
Fela Kuti,
Nation of Ulysses,
Don Cherry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Big Daddy Kane,
MDC,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Angels of Light,
Terry Callier,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
T. Rex,
Nirvana,
Mr. Review,
Bad Manners,
PIL,
Camberwell Now,
Sun Ra,
Black Pus,
Bootsy Collins,
Erykah Badu,
Crooked Eye,
Das Ding,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ludus,
Mars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stetsasonic,
Letta Mbulu,
Matthew Bourne,
Scan 7,
Robert Görl,
AZ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aaron Thompson,
Cecil Taylor,
the Bar-Kays,
Sonic Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Fania All-Stars,
Robert Hood,
The Walker Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gories,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Urselle,
Quadrant,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cure,
Trumans Water,
The Pretty Things,
Al Stewart,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Reagan Youth,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.