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 Croatia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Underground Resistance to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
EPMD,
The Barracudas,
Tears for Fears,
Michelle Simonal,
Gong,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Erasure,
Leonard Cohen,
Jacques Brel,
Yazoo,
Letta Mbulu,
Rapeman,
The Move,
Half Japanese,
The Slackers,
Visage,
Deadbeat,
Stereo Dub,
John Cale,
Wasted Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nas,
Metal Thangz,
The Smoke,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rod Modell,
A Certain Ratio,
The Black Dice,
Max Romeo,
Black Sheep,
The Mummies,
the Swans,
LL Cool J,
David Bowie,
Marine Girls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oneida,
Agitation Free,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Flag,
Section 25,
AZ,
48th St. Collective,
Yellowson,
Subhumans,
Robert Hood,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Human League,
Jesper Dahlback,
Model 500,
Groovy Waters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hashim,
Jandek,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.