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 Dominica and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer 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 Japan to the grime 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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Wally Richardson,
Anthony Braxton,
Flipper,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Matthew Bourne,
Dorothy Ashby,
Motorama,
Supertramp,
Kurtis Blow,
The Barracudas,
Amon Düül,
Con Funk Shun,
Archie Shepp,
Minutemen,
Lightning Bolt,
Don Cherry,
Eric Copeland,
Television Personalities,
Leonard Cohen,
The Young Rascals,
B.T. Express,
The Index,
Fugazi,
Sonny Sharrock,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bill Near,
Minny Pops,
DJ Style,
New York Dolls,
Main Source,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Groovy Waters,
Skriet,
Smog,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tim Buckley,
Faust,
The Fugs,
The Knickerbockers,
Ludus,
Pantaleimon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Carl Craig,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glenn Branca,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Busters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soulsonic Force,
Flash Fearless,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
E-Dancer,
Crash Course in Science,
Spoonie Gee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nils Olav,
Derrick May,
The Zeros,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.