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 Israel and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 David Bowie 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 Lower 48 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Blues Magoos,
Easy Going,
Rufus Thomas,
Hot Snakes,
Sex Pistols,
Joe Smooth,
Bad Manners,
Chris Corsano,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Patti Smith,
Charles Mingus,
the Sonics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Smoke,
Fela Kuti,
Donald Byrd,
Reagan Youth,
The Residents,
Japan,
Motorama,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Crooked Eye,
Judy Mowatt,
Guru Guru,
Visage,
These Immortal Souls,
Gang Green,
The Dave Clark Five,
KRS-One,
Make Up,
The Shadows of Knight,
Shoche,
Metal Thangz,
Lower 48,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doors,
The Barracudas,
Soulsonic Force,
Boz Scaggs,
Television Personalities,
John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sound,
Qualms,
The Raincoats,
Eurythmics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eli Mardock,
JFA,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Deepchord,
Sonic Youth,
Lungfish,
Kas Product,
Joey Negro,
Tim Buckley,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.