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 Bangladesh and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb 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 Heaven 17 to the funk 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Robert Görl,
Sugar Minott,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oblivians,
Goldenarms,
The Vogues,
Gabor Szabo,
OOIOO,
Hashim,
JFA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
L. Decosne,
Matthew Halsall,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marmalade,
Excepter,
Isaac Hayes,
The Seeds,
Warsaw,
Stetsasonic,
Quando Quango,
Howard Jones,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gories,
Aural Exciters,
Loose Ends,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Chrome,
Fela Kuti,
Hardrive,
Massinfluence,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Babytalk,
Silicon Teens,
The Busters,
E-Dancer,
Johnny Clarke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The New Christs,
Kurtis Blow,
Alice Coltrane,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Newcleus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cal Tjader,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fortunes,
Yusef Lateef,
Neil Young,
10cc,
Lucky Dragons,
Mr. Review,
Desert Stars,
ABC,
the Fania All-Stars,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.