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 East Timor and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
the Slits,
Maleditus Sound,
Bronski Beat,
Mars,
Sonny Sharrock,
CMW,
Essential Logic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
World's Most,
Ice-T,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roy Ayers,
David McCallum,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Juan Atkins,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Görl,
Vainqueur,
The Beau Brummels,
Camberwell Now,
Donny Hathaway,
Deadbeat,
Altered Images,
Monks,
Boz Scaggs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
a-ha,
The Residents,
Livin' Joy,
Mo-Dettes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
JFA,
Smog,
Gerry Rafferty,
Skriet,
The Smiths,
The Smoke,
The Mojo Men,
Hot Snakes,
Depeche Mode,
Steve Hackett,
London Community Gospel Choir,
In Retrospect,
Nirvana,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cameo,
Wolf Eyes,
Graham Central Station,
The Misunderstood,
Barbara Tucker,
Yaz,
Michelle Simonal,
Eli Mardock,
The Names,
Amazonics,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.