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 Syria and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the crunk 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Pussy Galore,
Lungfish,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Mummies,
Bill Wells,
Ituana,
Vainqueur,
Bronski Beat,
Deepchord,
Eric Dolphy,
Ronan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soulsonic Force,
Heaven 17,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Litter,
Unwound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Icehouse,
Amazonics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
JFA,
Alison Limerick,
New York Dolls,
Arab on Radar,
Brass Construction,
Crooked Eye,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Associates,
Stereo Dub,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Technova,
Kenny Larkin,
Avey Tare,
Alphaville,
The Toasters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
LL Cool J,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Juan Atkins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lakeside,
The Trojans,
John Foxx,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soft Cell,
Matthew Halsall,
The Dave Clark Five,
Derrick May,
Monks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
These Immortal Souls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rufus Thomas,
Rosa Yemen,
One Last Wish,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.