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 Maldives and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Symarip to the dance 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Angry Samoans,
Brand Nubian,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Vladislav Delay,
Ohio Players,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Association,
Rufus Thomas,
Heaven 17,
Crispy Ambulance,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Bar-Kays,
The Mojo Men,
Bootsy Collins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Womack,
Negative Approach,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang of Four,
Maurizio,
Joey Negro,
Main Source,
Unwound,
Arthur Verocai,
The Techniques,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Porter Ricks,
The Slackers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stereo Dub,
Kayak,
OOIOO,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Tim Buckley,
Half Japanese,
Glenn Branca,
Organ,
The Smoke,
Suburban Knight,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Underground Resistance,
The Doobie Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
The Stooges,
The Barracudas,
Skriet,
Kas Product,
FM Einheit,
Ultravox,
Jerry's Kids,
Icehouse,
These Immortal Souls,
Pantytec,
Surgeon,
Yellowson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Pus,
Von Mondo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joensuu 1685,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.