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 Serbia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Sarah Menescal,
Flipper,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultravox,
DJ Style,
Bauhaus,
Bang On A Can,
Maleditus Sound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Von Mondo,
Robert Görl,
The Blackbyrds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sister Nancy,
Charles Mingus,
Basic Channel,
Tommy Roe,
Gerry Rafferty,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joyce Sims,
Mission of Burma,
FM Einheit,
Unrelated Segments,
Delta 5,
Janne Schatter,
Donny Hathaway,
Accadde A,
Alphaville,
Anthony Braxton,
In Retrospect,
Skaos,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jandek,
Kerri Chandler,
Sixth Finger,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ituana,
The Dirtbombs,
Siglo XX,
Au Pairs,
Camberwell Now,
Monolake,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fela Kuti,
Camouflage,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deakin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Saints,
Sällskapet,
Panda Bear,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rosa Yemen,
Steve Hackett,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Depeche Mode,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.