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 Panama and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 Don Cherry to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Altered Images,
Kerri Chandler,
ABC,
Brand Nubian,
La Düsseldorf,
Stiv Bators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cymande,
F. McDonald,
10cc,
The Vogues,
Rapeman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Modern Lovers,
Scrapy,
The Moody Blues,
The Slits,
Agent Orange,
Rites of Spring,
Dual Sessions,
Tres Demented,
The Dead C,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bluetip,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Saints,
Nation of Ulysses,
Andrew Hill,
Tomorrow,
The Offenders,
Slave,
Peter and Kerry,
Peter & Gordon,
The Searchers,
Derrick Morgan,
Dennis Brown,
Joe Finger,
Fugazi,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Evens,
Soul Sonic Force,
Au Pairs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gong,
Nico,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sonics,
Gang Starr,
The Fall,
Public Enemy,
Sparks,
Desert Stars,
One Last Wish,
Pierre Henry,
Joe Smooth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.