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 Macedonia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Judy Mowatt to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Kas Product,
Model 500,
Alphaville,
The Skatalites,
Althea and Donna,
Leonard Cohen,
Dennis Brown,
Siglo XX,
Deakin,
Minnie Riperton,
Ludus,
Angry Samoans,
Yaz,
Davy DMX,
Surgeon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Quadrant,
The Stooges,
Lee Hazlewood,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
MC5,
Inner City,
Michelle Simonal,
The Music Machine,
Organ,
The Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aswad,
Make Up,
B.T. Express,
Colin Newman,
Interpol,
Nils Olav,
Minny Pops,
The Buckinghams,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deepchord,
Jacob Miller,
The Red Krayola,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aaron Thompson,
Can,
Donny Hathaway,
Cal Tjader,
Absolute Body Control,
Television,
Public Image Ltd.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Heaven 17,
Fat Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Susan Cadogan,
Neu!,
48th St. Collective,
The Moleskins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tim Buckley,
Aural Exciters,
Nation of Ulysses,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.