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 Slovenia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Camberwell Now to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Scan 7,
Kayak,
Trumans Water,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed,
The Skatalites,
Scratch Acid,
Banda Bassotti,
The Martian,
The Fall,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Techniques,
The Moody Blues,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
One Last Wish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Liliput,
Half Japanese,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Stooges,
Vladislav Delay,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pantaleimon,
Jandek,
John Holt,
Outsiders,
Shoche,
Wings,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Womack,
The Beau Brummels,
Althea and Donna,
Adolescents,
Johnny Clarke,
DJ Style,
Underground Resistance,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Sherman,
Yellowson,
The Searchers,
Moss Icon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Aswad,
the Germs,
Joyce Sims,
the Normal,
Nick Fraelich,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Christie,
Scion,
X-Ray Spex,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Funky Four + One,
H. Thieme,
The Golliwogs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The United States of America,
Japan,
The Happenings,
Kurtis Blow,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.