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 Korea South and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 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 The Monks to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 marimba and a guitar 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
The Martian,
Minor Threat,
Inner City,
AZ,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Human League,
Bob Dylan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Clarke,
Hashim,
Dennis Brown,
Au Pairs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Althea and Donna,
Skaos,
Boz Scaggs,
The Music Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Judy Mowatt,
Juan Atkins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Move,
The Residents,
The Tremeloes,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Victims,
F. McDonald,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Faust,
Goldenarms,
Aloha Tigers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eli Mardock,
Desert Stars,
Bauhaus,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roxette,
Panda Bear,
cv313,
Moebius,
Joe Smooth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rapeman,
Sällskapet,
Lee Hazlewood,
Little Man,
Scott Walker,
Fela Kuti,
Unrelated Segments,
The New Christs,
Davy DMX,
Wally Richardson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Standells,
The Slits,
Chrome,
Bobby Byrd,
the Swans,
June Days,
Lakeside,
Grauzone,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.