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 Kazakhstan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Circle Jerks to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Ten City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crooked Eye,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joe Smooth,
Eddi Front,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tommy Roe,
The Durutti Column,
Sun Ra,
Brick,
Absolute Body Control,
Fluxion,
Soulsonic Force,
The Victims,
The Gories,
New York Dolls,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxy Music,
The Standells,
Accadde A,
The Litter,
Buzzcocks,
Brass Construction,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kool Moe Dee,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Underground Resistance,
Toni Rubio,
Section 25,
Stiv Bators,
10cc,
The Moleskins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scan 7,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Index,
The Smoke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sparks,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Christie,
Althea and Donna,
The Monks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Harpers Bizarre,
Qualms,
Soft Machine,
Eden Ahbez,
Tom Boy,
Subhumans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Motions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Electric Prunes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
L. Decosne,
the Swans,
Danielle Patucci,
John Coltrane,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.