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 Iceland and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 John Cale to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Copeland,
The Monochrome Set,
MC5,
the Bar-Kays,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Modern Lovers,
Dawn Penn,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Victims,
Lebanon Hanover,
Byron Stingily,
Cameo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Albert Ayler,
Stockholm Monsters,
Boz Scaggs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Leaves,
Kurtis Blow,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stiv Bators,
Accadde A,
Pantytec,
It's A Beautiful Day,
In Retrospect,
One Last Wish,
U.S. Maple,
Thompson Twins,
Electric Prunes,
Malaria!,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Raincoats,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crime,
Boredoms,
The Slackers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fatback Band,
Excepter,
Black Flag,
Average White Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Germs,
Avey Tare,
Alphaville,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Symarip,
Aloha Tigers,
Funkadelic,
Banda Bassotti,
John Foxx,
David Axelrod,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Walker Brothers,
The New Christs,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.