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 Luxembourg and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar 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 a-ha to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Mummies,
Glambeats Corp.,
These Immortal Souls,
Skriet,
Franke,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nik Kershaw,
Magazine,
Warren Ellis,
Amazonics,
Bobby Byrd,
Suburban Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Thee Headcoats,
Pagans,
Roy Ayers,
Scrapy,
Eric Dolphy,
Alton Ellis,
The Kinks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Girls At Our Best!,
X-102,
Ronnie Foster,
Robert Görl,
Wasted Youth,
X-Ray Spex,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Althea and Donna,
Bad Manners,
T.S.O.L.,
B.T. Express,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Sound,
Max Romeo,
Bush Tetras,
Outsiders,
Leonard Cohen,
Mad Mike,
Barbara Tucker,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Christie,
Scan 7,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gories,
the Slits,
Brass Construction,
The Martian,
Bronski Beat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Johnny Clarke,
Albert Ayler,
K-Klass,
John Holt,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.