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 Laos and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Dennis Brown to the grunge 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Mars,
Ultravox,
Harmonia,
The Kinks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roxy Music,
Smog,
Aswad,
Prince Buster,
June Days,
Ken Boothe,
Sister Nancy,
Infiniti,
Von Mondo,
Gang Green,
Vladislav Delay,
Rakim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Colin Newman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Interpol,
Dawn Penn,
The Gories,
Skarface,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sex Pistols,
Heaven 17,
Drexciya,
The Dead C,
The Sonics,
Lindisfarne,
Delta 5,
Barry Ungar,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
the Association,
Groovy Waters,
T. Rex,
Brass Construction,
8 Eyed Spy,
Funkadelic,
Royal Trux,
Basic Channel,
Hardrive,
Livin' Joy,
Henry Cow,
The Trojans,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gun Club,
48th St. Collective,
Agent Orange,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Bar-Kays,
The Martian,
Bootsy Collins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Cramps,
Pylon,
Faust,
The Skatalites,
Nico,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.