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 Syria and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the techno 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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Residents,
Harpers Bizarre,
Malaria!,
the Human League,
Sarah Menescal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Searchers,
Quantec,
Cal Tjader,
Suburban Knight,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
R.M.O.,
Rotary Connection,
Duran Duran,
The Trojans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cecil Taylor,
John Cale,
Japan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gichy Dan,
Yaz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Spoonie Gee,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Avey Tare,
Jeff Lynne,
The Modern Lovers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Heaven 17,
The Fugs,
Charles Mingus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sandy B,
Main Source,
Procol Harum,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Letta Mbulu,
Al Stewart,
The Monks,
Barry Ungar,
The Buckinghams,
The Zeros,
Faust,
Gang Starr,
Visage,
Liliput,
Bang On A Can,
Arcadia,
Tommy Roe,
Make Up,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.