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 Bangladesh and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 Television Personalities to the punk 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Liliput,
Bang On A Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Amon Düül,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dennis Brown,
Public Enemy,
The Cure,
Mandrill,
cv313,
Pantytec,
Ultravox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Divine Comedy,
Barrington Levy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scion,
Radio Birdman,
The Toasters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Second Layer,
Alton Ellis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Oblivians,
The Raincoats,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wasted Youth,
Moby Grape,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kaleidoscope,
Lakeside,
The Move,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bad Manners,
Althea and Donna,
The Knickerbockers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bauhaus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
In Retrospect,
Colin Newman,
DJ Style,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David Bowie,
Aaron Thompson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Groovy Waters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Procol Harum,
Vladislav Delay,
Chrome,
Black Pus,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gladiators,
Brothers Johnson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.