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 Austria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 Television to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Traffic Nightmare,
Surgeon,
Quantec,
Barry Ungar,
The Alarm Clocks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Spoonie Gee,
Kurtis Blow,
Metal Thangz,
the Fania All-Stars,
cv313,
the Normal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Black Dice,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Flag,
Loose Ends,
The Moody Blues,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aloha Tigers,
Crash Course in Science,
Mantronix,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Freddie Wadling,
Clear Light,
Procol Harum,
La Düsseldorf,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wings,
Roy Ayers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Moss Icon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joe Smooth,
The Blackbyrds,
Sällskapet,
Andrew Hill,
Alison Limerick,
Duran Duran,
Warren Ellis,
Jandek,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tomorrow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fuzztones,
Max Romeo,
Howard Jones,
Magma,
Easy Going,
Faraquet,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mojo Men,
K-Klass,
Guru Guru,
David Axelrod,
Soul Sonic Force,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.