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 Indonesia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Quando Quango,
Darondo,
Sonny Sharrock,
FM Einheit,
The Invisible,
Gichy Dan,
Moby Grape,
Porter Ricks,
Brass Construction,
Connie Case,
Mandrill,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sex Pistols,
Eli Mardock,
Model 500,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cowsills,
L. Decosne,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rod Modell,
X-Ray Spex,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gil Scott Heron,
Roxy Music,
The Fall,
Minor Threat,
Sonic Youth,
The New Christs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ken Boothe,
Spoonie Gee,
The Motions,
The Leaves,
Japan,
Boogie Down Productions,
This Heat,
Lucky Dragons,
Janne Schatter,
Malaria!,
Mo-Dettes,
Echospace,
China Crisis,
Yazoo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Josef K,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Beau Brummels,
The Saints,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Seeds,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flash Fearless,
Urselle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wings,
Intrusion,
New Order,
Lightning Bolt,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.