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 Saudi Arabia and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Groovy Waters to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario 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?
Nils Olav,
One Last Wish,
Eric Copeland,
Minny Pops,
MDC,
Dennis Brown,
D'Angelo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Icehouse,
Porter Ricks,
Soulsonic Force,
Joy Division,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gastr Del Sol,
MC5,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monochrome Set,
The Birthday Party,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Wake,
Graham Central Station,
Johnny Clarke,
The Names,
Fatback Band,
Junior Murvin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hashim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Howard Jones,
The Saints,
Crime,
The Count Five,
Judy Mowatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Janne Schatter,
Minutemen,
Anakelly,
Essential Logic,
Jacob Miller,
Silicon Teens,
Make Up,
Amazonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Q65,
The Mojo Men,
Chris & Cosey,
Godley & Creme,
Easy Going,
FM Einheit,
Underground Resistance,
Gang Green,
Scion,
Magma,
Slave,
Sam Rivers,
Barry Ungar,
Angry Samoans,
Roxette,
Deepchord,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.