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 Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Black Bananas,
Jawbox,
Ralphi Rosario,
Audionom,
Silicon Teens,
Kerrie Biddell,
Duran Duran,
Letta Mbulu,
Iggy Pop,
Laurel Aitken,
The Associates,
Neu!,
The Gun Club,
Circle Jerks,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter & Gordon,
Delta 5,
Albert Ayler,
The Busters,
Andrew Hill,
Soul II Soul,
Bobby Byrd,
Max Romeo,
Todd Terry,
The Motions,
Panda Bear,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pylon,
The Five Americans,
The Durutti Column,
Quadrant,
The Gories,
Moss Icon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Reed,
Darondo,
Avey Tare,
Johnny Clarke,
Sparks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Todd Rundgren,
Scratch Acid,
Essential Logic,
The Real Kids,
Underground Resistance,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marmalade,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rekid,
Rotary Connection,
The Monks,
R.M.O.,
Connie Case,
Zero Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Vogues,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
EPMD,
Eve St. Jones,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.