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 United Kingdom and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Stiv Bators,
Cybotron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Wake,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
Slave,
This Heat,
Bobby Sherman,
Alison Limerick,
The Barracudas,
Absolute Body Control,
Newcleus,
Joey Negro,
Moebius,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kaleidoscope,
Half Japanese,
Neu!,
Monolake,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Victims,
David McCallum,
Technova,
Ludus,
CMW,
Electric Prunes,
Don Cherry,
The Move,
Robert Hood,
Barrington Levy,
Loose Ends,
Joy Division,
Laurel Aitken,
Suicide,
Leonard Cohen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Schoolly D,
Minor Threat,
Agitation Free,
Roger Hodgson,
The Stooges,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dave Gahan,
Sun City Girls,
Donny Hathaway,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ten City,
Main Source,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nas,
the Association,
Eddi Front,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Byron Stingily,
Spoonie Gee,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Human League,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.