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 Netherlands and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Arab on Radar to the grime 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit 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?
Maleditus Sound,
Masters at Work,
The Index,
Lucky Dragons,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cure,
Anthony Braxton,
Kayak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Suicide,
The Count Five,
Eli Mardock,
Jerry's Kids,
Mandrill,
Groovy Waters,
Lakeside,
Roger Hodgson,
Main Source,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vainqueur,
Sight & Sound,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Terrestrial Tones,
Spoonie Gee,
The Saints,
The Divine Comedy,
Tommy Roe,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Buzzcocks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
Echospace,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Joensuu 1685,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Technova,
World's Most,
Boz Scaggs,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Slackers,
Lower 48,
Sound Behaviour,
Essential Logic,
K-Klass,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mr. Review,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Quadrant,
Dennis Brown,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The J.B.'s,
Gong,
Bobby Womack,
David McCallum,
The Birthday Party,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.