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 Dominica and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Danielle Patucci to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Ronnie Foster,
One Last Wish,
Massinfluence,
Bronski Beat,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fall,
X-102,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Tremeloes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Supertramp,
Delta 5,
DNA,
Crash Course in Science,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
X-101,
Average White Band,
Gang Green,
Faust,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Slick Rick,
Hoover,
John Cale,
The Saints,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sällskapet,
Hot Snakes,
Can,
Flash Fearless,
Shoche,
Throbbing Gristle,
Qualms,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hardrive,
The Birthday Party,
Spoonie Gee,
Barbara Tucker,
The Gap Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Clear Light,
Reagan Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Fear,
Stetsasonic,
Marmalade,
John Coltrane,
Jandek,
Main Source,
kango's stein massive,
Procol Harum,
The Toasters,
Freddie Wadling,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.