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 Nicaragua and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Amon Düül II to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang Gang Dance,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Trumans Water,
Rufus Thomas,
The Invisible,
Gabor Szabo,
Dawn Penn,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joe Finger,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Janne Schatter,
The Cure,
Flipper,
the Swans,
Aaron Thompson,
T. Rex,
Niagra,
Cluster,
Matthew Halsall,
Intrusion,
Amon Düül II,
Warren Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Slave,
Faraquet,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Rundgren,
Gang Starr,
Lebanon Hanover,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cybotron,
L. Decosne,
Half Japanese,
X-102,
Marc Almond,
Bob Dylan,
Q65,
Radiopuhelimet,
Loose Ends,
The Count Five,
The Fuzztones,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sister Nancy,
Adolescents,
the Slits,
The Associates,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ten City,
Anthony Braxton,
Ludus,
Oneida,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
10cc,
H. Thieme,
Reuben Wilson,
These Immortal Souls,
Circle Jerks,
Joensuu 1685,
Glambeats Corp.,
Quando Quango,
Motorama,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.