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 Moldova 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Shoche to the punk 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Warsaw,
Gang Green,
Young Marble Giants,
Oblivians,
Symarip,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Starr,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dawn Penn,
The Happenings,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Bananas,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joe Finger,
Connie Case,
Index,
Rod Modell,
Intrusion,
These Immortal Souls,
EPMD,
Schoolly D,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Soulsonic Force,
The Music Machine,
Jawbox,
Monolake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kool Moe Dee,
Agent Orange,
Rufus Thomas,
Andrew Hill,
Liliput,
Rotary Connection,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric Copeland,
Essential Logic,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Curtis Mayfield,
Television,
Eddi Front,
Moss Icon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arcadia,
X-101,
Faust,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Surgeon,
Roger Hodgson,
Silicon Teens,
The Fugs,
The Motions,
Charles Mingus,
Rosa Yemen,
Bob Dylan,
The Fire Engines,
Black Pus,
Tommy Roe,
Sugar Minott,
The Slackers,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.