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 Eritrea and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord 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 Gil Scott Heron to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Davy DMX,
Babytalk,
Harmonia,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Remains,
The Birthday Party,
Mars,
Alice Coltrane,
Juan Atkins,
MC5,
The Motions,
LL Cool J,
The Electric Prunes,
Bush Tetras,
Pussy Galore,
Ossler,
Scientists,
Isaac Hayes,
Das Ding,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Maurizio,
The Blues Magoos,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joyce Sims,
Ronnie Foster,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amazonics,
Ultra Naté,
Pagans,
Magazine,
Deadbeat,
The J.B.'s,
Black Moon,
Essential Logic,
Section 25,
Scratch Acid,
Eddi Front,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Kinks,
Visage,
The Raincoats,
Qualms,
Kenny Larkin,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cramps,
Eurythmics,
Hoover,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Residents,
Grey Daturas,
E-Dancer,
Letta Mbulu,
Whodini,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.