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 Montenegro and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bad Manners to the rock 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dennis Brown,
Fatback Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jerry's Kids,
Nico,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Count Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pagans,
The Saints,
Duran Duran,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Max Romeo,
48th St. Collective,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Little Man,
Tommy Roe,
The Cowsills,
Aaron Thompson,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Robert Wyatt,
Scan 7,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eddi Front,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Trojans,
Massinfluence,
The Searchers,
The Toasters,
The Barracudas,
The Mojo Men,
Lalann,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Johnny Clarke,
Isaac Hayes,
David Bowie,
China Crisis,
B.T. Express,
Bill Wells,
Crispy Ambulance,
Unwound,
Wasted Youth,
Zero Boys,
Aural Exciters,
Audionom,
Bootsy Collins,
Juan Atkins,
The Index,
X-102,
T.S.O.L.,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.