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 San Marino and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Royal Trux to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '70s.
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 Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Bang On A Can,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fortunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tres Demented,
Das Ding,
Ponytail,
Man Parrish,
Fugazi,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hasil Adkins,
The Stooges,
Lakeside,
Television Personalities,
Toni Rubio,
Al Stewart,
H. Thieme,
Japan,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fire Engines,
Television,
The Slackers,
Lucky Dragons,
Tomorrow,
Cluster,
Neil Young,
The Remains,
Zero Boys,
Harry Pussy,
Bill Wells,
AZ,
Intrusion,
Gang of Four,
Pantytec,
MDC,
Ralphi Rosario,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Howard Jones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Con Funk Shun,
Echospace,
Brand Nubian,
Brass Construction,
Urselle,
Faraquet,
Pylon,
Eve St. Jones,
Simply Red,
Malaria!,
Aaron Thompson,
Technova,
Faust,
Oblivians,
The Misunderstood,
Pantaleimon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Alphaville,
The Doors,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.