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 Guinea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the jazz 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
OOIOO,
Parry Music,
Arcadia,
John Cale,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Moon,
Harmonia,
Oblivians,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rod Modell,
Lakeside,
Andrew Hill,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Altered Images,
Cybotron,
Moebius,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lucky Dragons,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Motions,
Grey Daturas,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Groovy Waters,
Ituana,
Ultravox,
The Cure,
The Doobie Brothers,
CMW,
Circle Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
David Axelrod,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kaleidoscope,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Vogues,
Adolescents,
Carl Craig,
Gerry Rafferty,
MC5,
The Modern Lovers,
Agent Orange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lindisfarne,
Loose Ends,
Q and Not U,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Electric Prunes,
The Litter,
Gregory Isaacs,
This Heat,
Simply Red,
Camberwell Now,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.