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 Congo and from Tehran.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Derrick May to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Public Enemy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radiohead,
Bobby Womack,
Rekid,
Rapeman,
Thee Headcoats,
Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
the Bar-Kays,
Circle Jerks,
The Happenings,
MC5,
The Blues Magoos,
Glambeats Corp.,
X-101,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minnie Riperton,
The Pop Group,
Warren Ellis,
Spoonie Gee,
Pylon,
Barrington Levy,
D'Angelo,
Alton Ellis,
Grey Daturas,
Accadde A,
Kerri Chandler,
Altered Images,
Mission of Burma,
Dave Gahan,
Popol Vuh,
Goldenarms,
Echospace,
Gang of Four,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roger Hodgson,
Minor Threat,
Moss Icon,
Erykah Badu,
Scrapy,
The Monochrome Set,
Organ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aural Exciters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monks,
Chris Corsano,
Man Parrish,
The Gap Band,
Simply Red,
Ronan,
The American Breed,
Talk Talk,
Black Flag,
Howard Jones,
ABBA,
Lou Christie,
Leonard Cohen,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.