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 Guatemala and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum 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 Pole to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 '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 Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Underground Resistance,
Sight & Sound,
Brick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Erasure,
KRS-One,
Aswad,
Bobby Sherman,
Heaven 17,
Half Japanese,
The Star Department,
Scan 7,
The Grass Roots,
Minnie Riperton,
Outsiders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Organ,
Charles Mingus,
Vainqueur,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Neil Young,
Scott Walker,
T.S.O.L.,
Dark Day,
Harmonia,
Tomorrow,
Cluster,
David McCallum,
Fear,
Yazoo,
Banda Bassotti,
Index,
The Move,
Minutemen,
Severed Heads,
The Busters,
DJ Style,
Loose Ends,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soul Sonic Force,
Procol Harum,
Camberwell Now,
Saccharine Trust,
Jacques Brel,
EPMD,
Gichy Dan,
Sällskapet,
U.S. Maple,
Lindisfarne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
10cc,
Gerry Rafferty,
Delta 5,
Harpers Bizarre,
Malaria!,
James White and The Blacks,
Slick Rick,
Howard Jones,
Donny Hathaway,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.