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 Bhutan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 The Blues Magoos to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Byron Stingily,
Joensuu 1685,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aloha Tigers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
Sonic Youth,
EPMD,
The New Christs,
The Index,
The United States of America,
Sam Rivers,
Simply Red,
Fela Kuti,
Avey Tare,
The Moleskins,
Johnny Clarke,
Excepter,
Gichy Dan,
The Flesh Eaters,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerri Chandler,
Shuggie Otis,
Flash Fearless,
Sun City Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jerry's Kids,
Supertramp,
June Days,
Hashim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rod Modell,
Sandy B,
Brand Nubian,
Second Layer,
Marshall Jefferson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blossom Toes,
T.S.O.L.,
Loose Ends,
Bad Manners,
Skaos,
Jeff Mills,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Desert Stars,
Drive Like Jehu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ohio Players,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reuben Wilson,
DJ Sneak,
the Normal,
Pagans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brass Construction,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.