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 Comoros and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Symarip to the grime 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
In Retrospect,
Crash Course in Science,
The Gladiators,
Nick Fraelich,
Easy Going,
the Swans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Letta Mbulu,
Whodini,
Minor Threat,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Blues Magoos,
The Young Rascals,
Slick Rick,
The Five Americans,
Sarah Menescal,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Absolute Body Control,
Young Marble Giants,
The Human League,
Marvin Gaye,
The Blackbyrds,
Desert Stars,
Adolescents,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Byrd,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bronski Beat,
The Doors,
Black Sheep,
Ultra Naté,
The Fugs,
Gabor Szabo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Babytalk,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fire Engines,
Buzzcocks,
Barrington Levy,
Wire,
The Vogues,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DNA,
Dark Day,
Wasted Youth,
Derrick May,
Fat Boys,
MC5,
Fugazi,
Surgeon,
Section 25,
Qualms,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Sherman,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.