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 Tuvalu and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Das Ding to the rap 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
The Last Poets,
Kaleidoscope,
Alton Ellis,
Joe Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Monolake,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kenny Larkin,
Carl Craig,
Freddie Wadling,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Byrd,
Roxy Music,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Smiths,
OOIOO,
Anakelly,
The New Christs,
R.M.O.,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vladislav Delay,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Sheep,
Scientists,
Black Pus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scrapy,
Pantaleimon,
Soul II Soul,
Quando Quango,
The Names,
Ludus,
Chrome,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nas,
Fatback Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gladiators,
The Blues Magoos,
Vainqueur,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Red Krayola,
Lalo Schifrin,
One Last Wish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ice-T,
10cc,
Jerry's Kids,
Boredoms,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alphaville,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Isaac Hayes,
Zapp,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.