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 Australia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum 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 Goldenarms to the crunk 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rufus Thomas,
China Crisis,
The Mummies,
Nas,
The Evens,
Gang Green,
Q65,
John Coltrane,
The Real Kids,
Crooked Eye,
Absolute Body Control,
Clear Light,
The Invisible,
Cal Tjader,
Nico,
The Red Krayola,
LL Cool J,
Cybotron,
The Electric Prunes,
Altered Images,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dave Gahan,
Roger Hodgson,
Bush Tetras,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott Heron,
Das Ding,
The Last Poets,
The Victims,
Wire,
UT,
World's Most,
New Age Steppers,
Schoolly D,
The Motions,
EPMD,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Amon Düül II,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
AZ,
Stereo Dub,
Angry Samoans,
Lower 48,
The Young Rascals,
Funkadelic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Khruangbin,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter and Kerry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Leonard Cohen,
Smog,
Cecil Taylor,
Infiniti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Slave,
Nirvana,
The Star Department,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.