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 Turkey and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 EPMD to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Tubeway Army,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Metal Thangz,
Average White Band,
Electric Prunes,
The Moleskins,
Joey Negro,
The Gun Club,
Symarip,
The Slits,
Henry Cow,
Inner City,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bauhaus,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Flag,
The Monochrome Set,
Oblivians,
Drexciya,
Radiopuhelimet,
La Düsseldorf,
Index,
Lightning Bolt,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun City Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
The Evens,
Kas Product,
Swell Maps,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soulsonic Force,
Television,
Mars,
Ken Boothe,
Massinfluence,
Carl Craig,
Peter and Kerry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Selecter,
These Immortal Souls,
The Leaves,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Crime,
The Knickerbockers,
Rakim,
Hot Snakes,
JFA,
Erykah Badu,
Amon Düül II,
Terry Callier,
The Gap Band,
K-Klass,
Intrusion,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.