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 Japan and from New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Angry Samoans to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül II,
Chris Corsano,
Donny Hathaway,
Au Pairs,
Ossler,
The Monks,
Gichy Dan,
Trumans Water,
Guru Guru,
Roy Ayers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Q and Not U,
David Axelrod,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Human League,
Erykah Badu,
Radio Birdman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grey Daturas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Trojans,
The Slits,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Sound,
Lou Christie,
Blossom Toes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drexciya,
Franke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Pus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marmalade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Görl,
Hardrive,
Rosa Yemen,
Maleditus Sound,
The Victims,
DJ Sneak,
Andrew Hill,
Stetsasonic,
T.S.O.L.,
Gregory Isaacs,
New Order,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Selecter,
Spoonie Gee,
The Dirtbombs,
Man Parrish,
Dave Gahan,
Johnny Clarke,
OOIOO,
The Associates,
Sandy B,
Donald Byrd,
Buzzcocks,
Bush Tetras,
Harmonia,
Dark Day,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.