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 Guatemala and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Interpol to the disco 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
China Crisis,
Con Funk Shun,
Skarface,
48th St. Collective,
The Music Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Monochrome Set,
Amazonics,
Rufus Thomas,
The Detroit Cobras,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
10cc,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Move,
Dennis Brown,
Qualms,
Robert Görl,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Delta 5,
L. Decosne,
Chrome,
Blake Baxter,
Sandy B,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Los Fastidios,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bauhaus,
The Star Department,
Sparks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
FM Einheit,
Pole,
The Monks,
Underground Resistance,
Frankie Knuckles,
Susan Cadogan,
Minny Pops,
Livin' Joy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
KRS-One,
Urselle,
Scrapy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
DNA,
The Durutti Column,
UT,
X-101,
Monks,
The Kinks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Almond,
Trumans Water,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Todd Terry,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Echospace,
Ponytail,
The Last Poets,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.