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 the UAE and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Skaos to the disco 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doors,
Neil Young,
Soulsonic Force,
Wasted Youth,
Minnie Riperton,
Fear,
Bootsy Collins,
Sam Rivers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
U.S. Maple,
John Foxx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Electric Prunes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bluetip,
Black Flag,
Sonic Youth,
Make Up,
Donald Byrd,
Sandy B,
Magma,
Lindisfarne,
Kerri Chandler,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sex Pistols,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yellowson,
K-Klass,
Panda Bear,
Gabor Szabo,
Dead Boys,
Skaos,
James White and The Blacks,
A Certain Ratio,
Sight & Sound,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fugazi,
Lightning Bolt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
PIL,
Marc Almond,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lalann,
Maleditus Sound,
Jawbox,
Mo-Dettes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Barbara Tucker,
Soft Cell,
Derrick Morgan,
Popol Vuh,
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skarface,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ronan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.