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 Greece and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Offenders to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neil Young,
Lou Reed,
Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Trumans Water,
Magma,
The Toasters,
Thompson Twins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Make Up,
Sixth Finger,
The Dave Clark Five,
X-101,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rekid,
Thee Headcoats,
John Lydon,
The Human League,
Crispian St. Peters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
R.M.O.,
Lower 48,
The Gun Club,
Chris Corsano,
Sound Behaviour,
Boogie Down Productions,
Danielle Patucci,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Toni Rubio,
Urselle,
Fat Boys,
Erasure,
Soulsonic Force,
Dark Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pierre Henry,
the Normal,
Crash Course in Science,
The Count Five,
Leonard Cohen,
Arcadia,
The Slackers,
Alison Limerick,
Deadbeat,
Average White Band,
Drexciya,
Pulsallama,
Echospace,
Joensuu 1685,
Slave,
Ice-T,
Nico,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pussy Galore,
AZ,
The Divine Comedy,
Man Parrish,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Maleditus Sound,
This Heat,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.