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 Uganda and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the electroclash 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
John Coltrane,
E-Dancer,
Howard Jones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fortunes,
Peter & Gordon,
Tommy Roe,
Thompson Twins,
Prince Buster,
One Last Wish,
Electric Prunes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Carl Craig,
Lou Christie,
Patti Smith,
The Motions,
Television,
Trumans Water,
Susan Cadogan,
Flamin' Groovies,
In Retrospect,
The Barracudas,
Organ,
The Trojans,
The Vogues,
Charles Mingus,
DNA,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Invisible,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nation of Ulysses,
Michelle Simonal,
Dead Boys,
Khruangbin,
Con Funk Shun,
Q65,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Fugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Newcleus,
Gil Scott Heron,
Average White Band,
Gang Starr,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alphaville,
Bizarre Inc.,
48th St. Collective,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Sheep,
Boz Scaggs,
Tim Buckley,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gong,
Nik Kershaw,
Bad Manners,
Underground Resistance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DJ Sneak,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.