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 Barbados and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kerri Chandler to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
The Modern Lovers,
Motorama,
Donald Byrd,
E-Dancer,
Henry Cow,
The Fall,
Derrick Morgan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Josef K,
Dead Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rod Modell,
The Monochrome Set,
Fluxion,
Danielle Patucci,
MC5,
Soul II Soul,
The Pretty Things,
Mantronix,
Sister Nancy,
Dark Day,
Accadde A,
F. McDonald,
This Heat,
Wasted Youth,
Soft Machine,
Max Romeo,
Crooked Eye,
The Standells,
Public Image Ltd.,
Oblivians,
Schoolly D,
Robert Görl,
Iggy Pop,
Curtis Mayfield,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül,
The Real Kids,
The Fuzztones,
Marcia Griffiths,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gap Band,
New Age Steppers,
Neu!,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Evens,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bootsy Collins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Vladislav Delay,
The Stooges,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
The Associates,
The Barracudas,
ABBA,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Essential Logic,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.