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 Canada and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Scion to the dance 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Bill Near,
Half Japanese,
Gang Starr,
Cybotron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
H. Thieme,
OOIOO,
Bauhaus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Siglo XX,
Boogie Down Productions,
Saccharine Trust,
DNA,
Yusef Lateef,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gories,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Faust,
Fat Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Colin Newman,
Simply Red,
Amazonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Public Enemy,
the Human League,
Toni Rubio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Carl Craig,
Stetsasonic,
James White and The Blacks,
Flash Fearless,
Rakim,
Eden Ahbez,
Morten Harket,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Newcleus,
Grey Daturas,
The Angels of Light,
World's Most,
The Red Krayola,
Camouflage,
Whodini,
Juan Atkins,
The Divine Comedy,
Ponytail,
Godley & Creme,
Hot Snakes,
The Move,
Laurel Aitken,
Reagan Youth,
Jawbox,
Unrelated Segments,
B.T. Express,
The Smiths,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.