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 China and from Bologna.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Skarface to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Tres Demented,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mary Jane Girls,
Connie Case,
The Wake,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Prince Buster,
Second Layer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fatback Band,
LL Cool J,
Con Funk Shun,
Arab on Radar,
Patti Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The J.B.'s,
Royal Trux,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jeff Lynne,
Cybotron,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Evens,
Ice-T,
Chris & Cosey,
Aaron Thompson,
The Associates,
Roger Hodgson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Swell Maps,
Bush Tetras,
The Remains,
Lee Hazlewood,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The American Breed,
Buzzcocks,
The Golliwogs,
Wings,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Faust,
Rod Modell,
DJ Style,
Johnny Clarke,
Fugazi,
Unrelated Segments,
The Blues Magoos,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Derrick Morgan,
CMW,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Radio Birdman,
Boz Scaggs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Vogues,
Gregory Isaacs,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.