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 Malta and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Harpers Bizarre to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eric Copeland,
T. Rex,
Fugazi,
Maurizio,
Yusef Lateef,
Blossom Toes,
Yazoo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lungfish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick Morgan,
the Sonics,
Aaron Thompson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Average White Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kas Product,
Agitation Free,
Youth Brigade,
MDC,
The Dirtbombs,
Warsaw,
John Lydon,
Skarface,
The Fortunes,
Roxette,
Guru Guru,
The Evens,
Lower 48,
Traffic Nightmare,
KRS-One,
K-Klass,
Tommy Roe,
Mars,
Duran Duran,
Moss Icon,
Malaria!,
Piero Umiliani,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pole,
Fad Gadget,
Aural Exciters,
Barbara Tucker,
Juan Atkins,
Schoolly D,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Barracudas,
Ossler,
Ice-T,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Derrick May,
Buzzcocks,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.