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 Switzerland and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ 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 Jawbox to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
Marvin Gaye,
Scientists,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joy Division,
Harmonia,
Radiohead,
Boz Scaggs,
Television Personalities,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cluster,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gun Club,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gladiators,
the Soft Cell,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rotary Connection,
F. McDonald,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Slits,
Crispian St. Peters,
Liliput,
Kerrie Biddell,
Half Japanese,
Skaos,
Newcleus,
Todd Rundgren,
Ten City,
Theoretical Girls,
the Sonics,
Khruangbin,
Max Romeo,
Brothers Johnson,
DJ Style,
Nik Kershaw,
The Cowsills,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fatback Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Popol Vuh,
The Selecter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Durutti Column,
The Barracudas,
Amazonics,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pole,
Warren Ellis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Danielle Patucci,
The Buckinghams,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Echospace,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun City Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.