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 Serbia and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 X-Ray Spex to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The Motions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kenny Larkin,
the Bar-Kays,
Mad Mike,
This Heat,
DJ Style,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nas,
Kevin Saunderson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Alton Ellis,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Janne Schatter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Skriet,
Leonard Cohen,
Model 500,
Howard Jones,
Hashim,
Hot Snakes,
The Neon Judgement,
The United States of America,
The Walker Brothers,
Deadbeat,
Gang of Four,
The Detroit Cobras,
Electric Prunes,
Toni Rubio,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rakim,
John Lydon,
Kas Product,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Procol Harum,
Blossom Toes,
Suburban Knight,
Joe Smooth,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fugs,
Television Personalities,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Royal Trux,
DNA,
Loose Ends,
Scrapy,
T.S.O.L.,
The Smiths,
Derrick Morgan,
Zapp,
Average White Band,
Desert Stars,
Donald Byrd,
New York Dolls,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mantronix,
Oblivians,
Black Bananas,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.