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 Haiti and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro 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 techno 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Swans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skriet,
Mr. Review,
Morten Harket,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kevin Saunderson,
Franke,
FM Einheit,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Inner City,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tomorrow,
The Golliwogs,
Letta Mbulu,
Scion,
Panda Bear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cymande,
Buzzcocks,
The Slackers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
New York Dolls,
Delta 5,
The Associates,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Electric Prunes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Liliput,
The Toasters,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mummies,
Nick Fraelich,
Wolf Eyes,
Pole,
Maleditus Sound,
Agitation Free,
Jeff Mills,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bill Wells,
Supertramp,
Popol Vuh,
Fatback Band,
Yazoo,
Bootsy Collins,
Sällskapet,
Bad Manners,
Sparks,
Camouflage,
The Star Department,
Steve Hackett,
Newcleus,
Dennis Brown,
Freddie Wadling,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Janne Schatter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
James White and The Blacks,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.