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 Netherlands and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare 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 Infiniti to the disco 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Warsaw,
The Dead C,
Subhumans,
Hasil Adkins,
One Last Wish,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Stooges,
The Sonics,
Flipper,
Bauhaus,
Wire,
Metal Thangz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lucky Dragons,
the Fania All-Stars,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marmalade,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sun Ra,
Wally Richardson,
The Fire Engines,
Deepchord,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Thompson Twins,
Skaos,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Walker Brothers,
Procol Harum,
The Durutti Column,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fugs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Blossom Toes,
Funky Four + One,
Cameo,
a-ha,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neu!,
Stereo Dub,
Anakelly,
The Gories,
Lindisfarne,
Sun City Girls,
The United States of America,
Porter Ricks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Y Pants,
The Beau Brummels,
Oblivians,
Siglo XX,
Japan,
Bronski Beat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.