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 Micronesia and from Woodstock.
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 Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Frankie Knuckles to the disco 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
a-ha,
The Wake,
Royal Trux,
Jawbox,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
LL Cool J,
Lakeside,
The Fugs,
One Last Wish,
New Age Steppers,
Organ,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Drexciya,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gap Band,
Essential Logic,
Pole,
L. Decosne,
The Happenings,
Maleditus Sound,
Hashim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Q and Not U,
Sun City Girls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Trojans,
Bronski Beat,
Stereo Dub,
Letta Mbulu,
Tim Buckley,
Angry Samoans,
Second Layer,
Kaleidoscope,
Pantaleimon,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Modern Lovers,
Fear,
The Birthday Party,
Ronan,
Hasil Adkins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Quadrant,
Sister Nancy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Juan Atkins,
The Tremeloes,
Lyres,
Marmalade,
The Victims,
Surgeon,
Erykah Badu,
Al Stewart,
Little Man,
Section 25,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fela Kuti,
The Kinks,
Connie Case,
The Remains,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.