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 East Timor and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes 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 Massinfluence to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jacques Brel,
Don Cherry,
The Angels of Light,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
T. Rex,
Archie Shepp,
Hardrive,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jacob Miller,
Warsaw,
Godley & Creme,
Schoolly D,
Joe Smooth,
Tubeway Army,
U.S. Maple,
Alton Ellis,
Guru Guru,
kango's stein massive,
The Fugs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Sixth Finger,
Massinfluence,
Susan Cadogan,
This Heat,
John Coltrane,
Hoover,
Aswad,
F. McDonald,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ten City,
The Zeros,
One Last Wish,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aloha Tigers,
Fugazi,
Livin' Joy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sound,
Bauhaus,
Tommy Roe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Happenings,
Stockholm Monsters,
Neu!,
Idris Muhammad,
Junior Murvin,
The Durutti Column,
Gichy Dan,
Roger Hodgson,
The Move,
Soft Cell,
Bluetip,
LL Cool J,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Maurizio,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.