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 Costa Rica and from Toronto.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Flash Fearless to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Procol Harum,
Lower 48,
Soft Cell,
The Divine Comedy,
Mars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Arthur Verocai,
Erykah Badu,
the Normal,
Lou Reed,
Warsaw,
Gang Starr,
Qualms,
Malaria!,
Black Flag,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Suburban Knight,
Maleditus Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Urselle,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Heaven 17,
The Vogues,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mr. Review,
Visage,
Stiv Bators,
Sam Rivers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Alarm Clocks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Todd Rundgren,
Sonic Youth,
Hasil Adkins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scan 7,
Kerrie Biddell,
Liliput,
The Gun Club,
Joensuu 1685,
Stockholm Monsters,
Robert Hood,
Absolute Body Control,
China Crisis,
Deadbeat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Average White Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
Tommy Roe,
Duran Duran,
Joey Negro,
Skriet,
Stetsasonic,
Depeche Mode,
Boz Scaggs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.