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 Uruguay and from New York.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Terry Callier to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
The Golliwogs,
Q and Not U,
The Raincoats,
Crooked Eye,
Joe Finger,
Minor Threat,
Quadrant,
Accadde A,
Tears for Fears,
Ultra Naté,
Buzzcocks,
PIL,
Joensuu 1685,
David Axelrod,
Yusef Lateef,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare,
MC5,
Pere Ubu,
The Monks,
Whodini,
Anakelly,
Eli Mardock,
Matthew Bourne,
The Slits,
Tim Buckley,
Rekid,
the Bar-Kays,
The Evens,
Infiniti,
Tropical Tobacco,
Danielle Patucci,
Khruangbin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sällskapet,
Donald Byrd,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick May,
Essential Logic,
Juan Atkins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kayak,
June of 44,
Pulsallama,
The Velvet Underground,
Lyres,
Joy Division,
Alphaville,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
One Last Wish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bluetip,
Skaos,
Leonard Cohen,
Lakeside,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.