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 Yemen and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lakeside to the funk 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Lungfish,
In Retrospect,
DJ Style,
the Bar-Kays,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Television Personalities,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet,
John Lydon,
Eden Ahbez,
the Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Severed Heads,
Jawbox,
The Black Dice,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Unrelated Segments,
The Human League,
Panda Bear,
Nas,
Ultravox,
Ohio Players,
Idris Muhammad,
The Happenings,
The Gories,
Fad Gadget,
Can,
Alton Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Neil Young,
The Invisible,
the Slits,
MDC,
Loose Ends,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Faust,
Make Up,
E-Dancer,
Lalann,
The Names,
The Pretty Things,
Arthur Verocai,
Sugar Minott,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dead Boys,
The Buckinghams,
Tim Buckley,
The Shadows of Knight,
Iggy Pop,
UT,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Sheep,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
The Golliwogs,
The Grass Roots,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.