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 Kosovo and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bill Wells to the dance 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Johnny Clarke,
The Knickerbockers,
Matthew Halsall,
the Normal,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jeff Lynne,
Urselle,
Josef K,
Pole,
Index,
The Star Department,
Dennis Brown,
James White and The Blacks,
Infiniti,
The Happenings,
Zero Boys,
Sarah Menescal,
Fad Gadget,
Reuben Wilson,
Shoche,
The Invisible,
The Searchers,
Schoolly D,
Erasure,
Ralphi Rosario,
Animal Collective,
the Human League,
Shuggie Otis,
Tommy Roe,
Circle Jerks,
Toni Rubio,
U.S. Maple,
Derrick Morgan,
Dark Day,
Quando Quango,
The Red Krayola,
Wally Richardson,
Supertramp,
Bobby Byrd,
Audionom,
The Toasters,
Mo-Dettes,
Porter Ricks,
Make Up,
Radiohead,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Robert Görl,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Massinfluence,
The Alarm Clocks,
Letta Mbulu,
Kerri Chandler,
Chris & Cosey,
Technova,
The Move,
Rakim,
Arcadia,
Piero Umiliani,
The Raincoats,
Intrusion,
Roxette,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.