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 Chile and from London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Mo-Dettes to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
The Index,
Minutemen,
Motorama,
MC5,
Ponytail,
Scott Walker,
DJ Sneak,
CMW,
B.T. Express,
Alphaville,
Leonard Cohen,
Sarah Menescal,
The Techniques,
The Detroit Cobras,
Susan Cadogan,
Inner City,
Man Parrish,
The Real Kids,
The Busters,
Aswad,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marine Girls,
EPMD,
Mad Mike,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Tremeloes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Zero Boys,
Fugazi,
Jacques Brel,
ABBA,
Ultra Naté,
Jeff Lynne,
The Zeros,
Vainqueur,
Magma,
Negative Approach,
The Skatalites,
The Smoke,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Flamin' Groovies,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moleskins,
Crash Course in Science,
Jacob Miller,
Cybotron,
Gabor Szabo,
Davy DMX,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Womack,
Delon & Dalcan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Animal Collective,
Kurtis Blow,
Rites of Spring,
Max Romeo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.