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 Armenia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare 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 Slits to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
The Black Dice,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Human League,
Pet Shop Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yusef Lateef,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Velvet Underground,
John Lydon,
Juan Atkins,
The Wake,
Ohio Players,
Babytalk,
Sam Rivers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cal Tjader,
Mr. Review,
Piero Umiliani,
OOIOO,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Gun Club,
Andrew Hill,
Peter & Gordon,
Ken Boothe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sixth Finger,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near,
Judy Mowatt,
Dead Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Starr,
Malaria!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Parry Music,
Lalann,
Amon Düül II,
Pussy Galore,
Bad Manners,
In Retrospect,
ABBA,
Toni Rubio,
Black Sheep,
Thompson Twins,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gregory Isaacs,
Laurel Aitken,
Eric Copeland,
A Certain Ratio,
E-Dancer,
Arcadia,
Henry Cow,
Infiniti,
World's Most,
Roy Ayers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.