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 Germany and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Ohio Players to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
X-Ray Spex,
Excepter,
Cybotron,
Tears for Fears,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Average White Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wire,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cure,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moss Icon,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Five Americans,
Mad Mike,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gabor Szabo,
Cluster,
Brass Construction,
Dennis Brown,
Simply Red,
Guru Guru,
FM Einheit,
Max Romeo,
Bush Tetras,
Inner City,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang On A Can,
Radiopuhelimet,
Curtis Mayfield,
Qualms,
Nick Fraelich,
the Germs,
Depeche Mode,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Todd Rundgren,
The Red Krayola,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barbara Tucker,
Andrew Hill,
Roxette,
Hardrive,
June of 44,
Absolute Body Control,
48th St. Collective,
Jeff Mills,
Stereo Dub,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Alton Ellis,
Michelle Simonal,
F. McDonald,
Chris & Cosey,
DJ Style,
Rotary Connection,
Lalann,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joey Negro,
The Fugs,
John Foxx,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.