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 Peru and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 organ 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 Subhumans to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barrington Levy,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun Ra,
Brass Construction,
Amazonics,
The J.B.'s,
Susan Cadogan,
10cc,
The Zeros,
Alphaville,
Franke,
Radiohead,
Goldenarms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Victims,
Robert Wyatt,
Pierre Henry,
Agitation Free,
Ultra Naté,
Ossler,
F. McDonald,
The Cramps,
Drexciya,
The Remains,
The Trojans,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quadrant,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Walker Brothers,
Suicide,
Yazoo,
The Invisible,
Cecil Taylor,
Deakin,
Andrew Hill,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tres Demented,
cv313,
Youth Brigade,
Shuggie Otis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hoover,
Shoche,
Erykah Badu,
Crime,
Marshall Jefferson,
Zero Boys,
Rod Modell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lalann,
Joe Smooth,
Dawn Penn,
Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.