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 Madagascar and from London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 OOIOO to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Guru Guru,
Brand Nubian,
Camberwell Now,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Warren Ellis,
The Gap Band,
Negative Approach,
Joe Finger,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Christie,
Funkadelic,
Pere Ubu,
Duran Duran,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mad Mike,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kevin Saunderson,
Godley & Creme,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Qualms,
Minor Threat,
Marc Almond,
Jacques Brel,
X-102,
Minnie Riperton,
The Smoke,
Amon Düül,
Todd Terry,
Roy Ayers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gang of Four,
Dawn Penn,
Yaz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Associates,
Donny Hathaway,
Tommy Roe,
Das Ding,
Infiniti,
Gabor Szabo,
Model 500,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sandy B,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Section 25,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Amon Düül II,
Josef K,
Intrusion,
The Buckinghams,
Yusef Lateef,
Basic Channel,
Chris & Cosey,
Avey Tare,
Audionom,
Sex Pistols,
the Bar-Kays,
Sarah Menescal,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.