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 Lebanon and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer 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 Malaria! to the rap 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
The Cure,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
The Skatalites,
K-Klass,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Darondo,
Slick Rick,
Smog,
Chrome,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Albert Ayler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Livin' Joy,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moss Icon,
Can,
The Electric Prunes,
Roxy Music,
Soul Sonic Force,
Babytalk,
Warren Ellis,
Unwound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Excepter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Pretty Things,
Thee Headcoats,
Nils Olav,
The Stooges,
The Evens,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Near,
Goldenarms,
The Searchers,
Alphaville,
Robert Görl,
Q and Not U,
Juan Atkins,
Das Ding,
Silicon Teens,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Faraquet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Coltrane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mark Hollis,
Stetsasonic,
Marc Almond,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lakeside,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Zapp,
Deakin,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.