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 Poland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Black Moon to the grime 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Move,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Seeds,
Chris Corsano,
the Soft Cell,
Harry Pussy,
The Blackbyrds,
LL Cool J,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Circle Jerks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Lydon,
Anakelly,
Bronski Beat,
The Smoke,
Jacob Miller,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aural Exciters,
Deadbeat,
Theoretical Girls,
Vladislav Delay,
Bush Tetras,
Althea and Donna,
Jerry's Kids,
F. McDonald,
Moebius,
Youth Brigade,
Faraquet,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Germs,
The Victims,
Bluetip,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Niagra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nirvana,
Judy Mowatt,
Dual Sessions,
Magma,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Sherman,
Supertramp,
Gabor Szabo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sparks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
T.S.O.L.,
Livin' Joy,
Masters at Work,
MDC,
Pagans,
Bobby Womack,
Audionom,
Eric Dolphy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.