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 South Africa and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Babytalk to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Porter Ricks,
The Selecter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Victims,
Aswad,
The Toasters,
X-102,
Gang of Four,
The Flesh Eaters,
Monks,
The Black Dice,
Intrusion,
Kerri Chandler,
Rhythm & Sound,
Howard Jones,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sandy B,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Don Cherry,
Ohio Players,
Slick Rick,
The Trojans,
Echospace,
Schoolly D,
Motorama,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Buckinghams,
Wolf Eyes,
Skarface,
John Cale,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dark Day,
Matthew Halsall,
Nils Olav,
Skaos,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Arcadia,
Lakeside,
Fear,
Barrington Levy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
Urselle,
The Evens,
Mo-Dettes,
Todd Rundgren,
John Foxx,
Niagra,
Fatback Band,
Moby Grape,
Gong,
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Model 500,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.