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 Paraguay and from London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manila.
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 808 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 Johnny Clarke to the electroclash 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Bobby Byrd,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cure,
Scratch Acid,
Average White Band,
The Neon Judgement,
UT,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pulsallama,
FM Einheit,
Joe Finger,
Hardrive,
Lyres,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Janne Schatter,
Wolf Eyes,
The Count Five,
Echospace,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
David Axelrod,
The Gladiators,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Max Romeo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Whodini,
Morten Harket,
The Gories,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barry Ungar,
the Bar-Kays,
Wasted Youth,
Blancmange,
This Heat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arthur Verocai,
Ultra Naté,
Bob Dylan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aloha Tigers,
Reagan Youth,
Gong,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quando Quango,
Circle Jerks,
Animal Collective,
Sandy B,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül II,
China Crisis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Essential Logic,
Harmonia,
Trumans Water,
Pantytec,
Don Cherry,
Royal Trux,
the Human League,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.