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 Spain and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Halifax.
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 synthesizer 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 Fortunes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Byrd,
Excepter,
Essential Logic,
The Human League,
Procol Harum,
Gang Starr,
Vainqueur,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
U.S. Maple,
Judy Mowatt,
Cymande,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Lydon,
Cybotron,
Derrick May,
Pylon,
The Leaves,
The Buckinghams,
The New Christs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brand Nubian,
Masters at Work,
Big Daddy Kane,
Oblivians,
Bluetip,
Spandau Ballet,
Zapp,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Index,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lyres,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rekid,
Hardrive,
Goldenarms,
Ultravox,
Q65,
Lou Reed,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Slackers,
Yaz,
Eve St. Jones,
The Standells,
Simply Red,
Lower 48,
R.M.O.,
Kaleidoscope,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Slave,
Leonard Cohen,
The Star Department,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Durutti Column,
Carl Craig,
Andrew Hill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roger Hodgson,
Absolute Body Control,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.