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 Ukraine and from Cairo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Flipper to the funk 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Main Source,
Girls At Our Best!,
Popol Vuh,
Q65,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
Warren Ellis,
Banda Bassotti,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
A Certain Ratio,
The American Breed,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
Chrome,
June Days,
Shoche,
The Fire Engines,
Inner City,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Quadrant,
The Moody Blues,
Flash Fearless,
The Mojo Men,
Andrew Hill,
Junior Murvin,
Eden Ahbez,
KRS-One,
The Young Rascals,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tomorrow,
The Blackbyrds,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Womack,
Model 500,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Interpol,
The Selecter,
Marc Almond,
Altered Images,
Max Romeo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
UT,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Monochrome Set,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Age Steppers,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Martian,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ken Boothe,
Absolute Body Control,
Terry Callier,
H. Thieme,
Donald Byrd,
Ornette Coleman,
Aswad,
Fear,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.