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 the UAE and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Eric B and Rakim to the grime 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Tommy Roe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bill Wells,
The Gun Club,
Kerri Chandler,
The Gories,
Cybotron,
Byron Stingily,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mandrill,
David McCallum,
Moby Grape,
Rod Modell,
Metal Thangz,
Clear Light,
The Human League,
Roxy Music,
Archie Shepp,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Knickerbockers,
Inner City,
Magma,
Radio Birdman,
Echospace,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Misunderstood,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Mummies,
Sex Pistols,
Sound Behaviour,
Magazine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
10cc,
the Germs,
Patti Smith,
Altered Images,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Trumans Water,
Terrestrial Tones,
Howard Jones,
Interpol,
The Litter,
Animal Collective,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minutemen,
Bootsy Collins,
Massinfluence,
Michelle Simonal,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter & Gordon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang Starr,
Amon Düül II,
Tres Demented,
Soulsonic Force,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Doors,
David Axelrod,
Lower 48,
Mark Hollis,
The Last Poets,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.