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 Portugal and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Blake Baxter to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marc Almond,
Easy Going,
John Cale,
Howard Jones,
Niagra,
Brothers Johnson,
Mantronix,
World's Most,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
One Last Wish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wolf Eyes,
Absolute Body Control,
Mo-Dettes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Livin' Joy,
Michelle Simonal,
The Modern Lovers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Swans,
The Dirtbombs,
Interpol,
Make Up,
Matthew Halsall,
the Slits,
Jacob Miller,
Minny Pops,
Joy Division,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Evens,
KRS-One,
cv313,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Davy DMX,
June of 44,
Charles Mingus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nas,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maleditus Sound,
CMW,
Qualms,
Dawn Penn,
Lalann,
Arcadia,
Siglo XX,
The Leaves,
Stetsasonic,
The Golliwogs,
Ludus,
Joensuu 1685,
JFA,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ornette Coleman,
Agent Orange,
Derrick Morgan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.