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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Marvin Gaye to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Ohio Players,
Heaven 17,
The Evens,
Make Up,
the Normal,
Mo-Dettes,
Yellowson,
Mantronix,
Kevin Saunderson,
ABC,
The Detroit Cobras,
Skriet,
Thompson Twins,
Quando Quango,
The Smiths,
The Star Department,
Outsiders,
Idris Muhammad,
OOIOO,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Vladislav Delay,
Marc Almond,
CMW,
Gang of Four,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Standells,
Severed Heads,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Red Krayola,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Theoretical Girls,
Iggy Pop,
Ice-T,
Eurythmics,
Technova,
the Human League,
Ponytail,
Pere Ubu,
Pantytec,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Simply Red,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fugs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alice Coltrane,
Lou Reed,
Sun Ra,
China Crisis,
John Coltrane,
Aswad,
Television Personalities,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Letta Mbulu,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.