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 Senegal and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Motions to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Absolute Body Control,
DJ Sneak,
Skaos,
The Walker Brothers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kaleidoscope,
Archie Shepp,
Bang On A Can,
The Tremeloes,
The Pop Group,
Bill Wells,
Arthur Verocai,
Eli Mardock,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronan,
Deadbeat,
Kool Moe Dee,
Duran Duran,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Skatalites,
Jeff Mills,
Piero Umiliani,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
LL Cool J,
Marc Almond,
Franke,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Hood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Glambeats Corp.,
Royal Trux,
The Motions,
Symarip,
Fluxion,
These Immortal Souls,
Gabor Szabo,
The Star Department,
L. Decosne,
The Smoke,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Techniques,
The Busters,
Lightning Bolt,
The Toasters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sparks,
Thee Headcoats,
Jerry's Kids,
Newcleus,
Q and Not U,
Pussy Galore,
The Seeds,
Maleditus Sound,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.