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 Togo and from Mumbai.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Young Rascals to the techno 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flash Fearless,
Sly & The Family Stone,
JFA,
Royal Trux,
The American Breed,
Lou Reed,
Graham Central Station,
Grey Daturas,
Eden Ahbez,
Excepter,
Iggy Pop,
Scan 7,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Danielle Patucci,
Tears for Fears,
The Gories,
Grauzone,
Isaac Hayes,
Sonic Youth,
Fear,
Malaria!,
Infiniti,
Bluetip,
Dennis Brown,
Easy Going,
Jacob Miller,
Alton Ellis,
The Gun Club,
The Kinks,
Stereo Dub,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Harmonia,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sun Ra,
Smog,
Boz Scaggs,
Unrelated Segments,
Andrew Hill,
Youth Brigade,
The Skatalites,
Letta Mbulu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Babytalk,
Zapp,
Freddie Wadling,
Joey Negro,
Crooked Eye,
Jawbox,
Gang of Four,
the Swans,
Shuggie Otis,
Althea and Donna,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Leaves,
Leonard Cohen,
Matthew Bourne,
Pulsallama,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Blake Baxter,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.