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 Armenia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Lou Reed 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 Minny Pops to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Massinfluence,
Donny Hathaway,
Essential Logic,
Inner City,
Todd Terry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
a-ha,
FM Einheit,
Hoover,
Q and Not U,
Eli Mardock,
Los Fastidios,
Dave Gahan,
David Axelrod,
Skaos,
Bobby Sherman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Christie,
Bauhaus,
The Cure,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mission of Burma,
Kas Product,
Tres Demented,
Minnie Riperton,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Knickerbockers,
Crash Course in Science,
Metal Thangz,
Adolescents,
Dorothy Ashby,
Panda Bear,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jandek,
LL Cool J,
Pulsallama,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marine Girls,
The Count Five,
Neu!,
Lightning Bolt,
the Sonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rakim,
Joe Finger,
the Germs,
David Bowie,
The Black Dice,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-101,
48th St. Collective,
X-Ray Spex,
Thompson Twins,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.