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 Vietnam and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 Mary Jane Girls to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Swans,
Bobby Byrd,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Archie Shepp,
Marmalade,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Cale,
Heaven 17,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Amazonics,
Massinfluence,
Skaos,
AZ,
Quadrant,
Maleditus Sound,
Tomorrow,
Ronnie Foster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Moby Grape,
Derrick Morgan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aloha Tigers,
Duran Duran,
Main Source,
Sound Behaviour,
Franke,
Organ,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Niagra,
Lightning Bolt,
Pere Ubu,
Spoonie Gee,
David Bowie,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Wake,
Eli Mardock,
Bush Tetras,
10cc,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Grass Roots,
Sällskapet,
Carl Craig,
The Victims,
The Motions,
Fear,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DNA,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Inner City,
Marine Girls,
Soft Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
The Residents,
The Smiths,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.