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 Netherlands and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ 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 Quantec to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spandau Ballet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Carl Craig,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gun Club,
Kenny Larkin,
The Toasters,
Zapp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Buzzcocks,
The Raincoats,
K-Klass,
The Selecter,
Eddi Front,
The Last Poets,
Judy Mowatt,
Mandrill,
The Durutti Column,
The Angels of Light,
The Red Krayola,
F. McDonald,
Lakeside,
London Community Gospel Choir,
B.T. Express,
The Golliwogs,
The Human League,
Ituana,
Little Man,
Bobby Sherman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Inner City,
Negative Approach,
Eli Mardock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Associates,
Magma,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wire,
Smog,
Rotary Connection,
Delon & Dalcan,
Porter Ricks,
Stiv Bators,
Curtis Mayfield,
T. Rex,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fugazi,
Reuben Wilson,
Sun Ra,
Lucky Dragons,
Newcleus,
The Cramps,
Simply Red,
The Mummies,
Maurizio,
Davy DMX,
Lightning Bolt,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.