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 Serbia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy Collins,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lalann,
Niagra,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mojo Men,
Peter & Gordon,
Unrelated Segments,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camouflage,
The Doors,
Model 500,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dead Boys,
Los Fastidios,
Ultravox,
Japan,
Donald Byrd,
The Names,
The Busters,
Joyce Sims,
Zero Boys,
H. Thieme,
Rod Modell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dennis Brown,
DNA,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Finger,
The Evens,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ponytail,
Blake Baxter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Sheep,
Bush Tetras,
Sonic Youth,
Agitation Free,
Pagans,
Swans,
Arcadia,
MC5,
Marmalade,
Erasure,
Freddie Wadling,
Pantaleimon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
a-ha,
Kayak,
Man Parrish,
Stereo Dub,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Selecter,
Mad Mike,
Siglo XX,
Hoover,
48th St. Collective,
David McCallum,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.