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 Ghana and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 The Leaves to the grime 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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and an arpeggiator 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 rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Flash Fearless,
Rufus Thomas,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Remains,
The Mummies,
Schoolly D,
The Gun Club,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fire Engines,
Bobby Womack,
Electric Prunes,
Q65,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skriet,
Skaos,
Tommy Roe,
Charles Mingus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joe Finger,
Robert Wyatt,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Byrd,
Reuben Wilson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Organ,
Babytalk,
Faraquet,
FM Einheit,
Eden Ahbez,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Anthony Braxton,
Bush Tetras,
AZ,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Trojans,
Minnie Riperton,
Model 500,
Hashim,
Avey Tare,
Graham Central Station,
Gang Green,
Ohio Players,
Scientists,
The Gladiators,
Erykah Badu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Joensuu 1685,
Surgeon,
Black Sheep,
John Lydon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Buzzcocks,
Skarface,
Index,
Groovy Waters,
Scion,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.