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 Argentina and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer 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 Procol Harum to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Malaria! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Stiv Bators,
Mark Hollis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terrestrial Tones,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Young Rascals,
Rites of Spring,
ABC,
Thompson Twins,
Easy Going,
The United States of America,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
China Crisis,
Goldenarms,
Nas,
Yaz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Quantec,
Mantronix,
The Gun Club,
Laurel Aitken,
James White and The Blacks,
Derrick May,
The Fall,
Byron Stingily,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barrington Levy,
Rekid,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wolf Eyes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Albert Ayler,
Monolake,
Ronan,
Eddi Front,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
New Age Steppers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deepchord,
10cc,
the Germs,
The Cramps,
The Golliwogs,
Scion,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Sonics,
Gong,
Peter and Kerry,
Blancmange,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brothers Johnson,
Brand Nubian,
Moss Icon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gang Green,
Pole,
Sly & The Family Stone,
AZ,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.