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 Azerbaijan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Chrome to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Young Marble Giants,
E-Dancer,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Urselle,
The Sound,
Bronski Beat,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang Green,
Loose Ends,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ten City,
The Young Rascals,
The Skatalites,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Monochrome Set,
Hoover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Slits,
Television Personalities,
The Dirtbombs,
The Evens,
Procol Harum,
Suicide,
Nirvana,
The Techniques,
Angry Samoans,
Cymande,
Sarah Menescal,
The Black Dice,
The Vogues,
Goldenarms,
Deadbeat,
Blancmange,
The Motions,
L. Decosne,
Fat Boys,
Negative Approach,
Rekid,
Cal Tjader,
Prince Buster,
Moby Grape,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Deepchord,
Sister Nancy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jandek,
Johnny Clarke,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minny Pops,
Sun City Girls,
The Five Americans,
Make Up,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.