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 Kosovo and from Manila.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the disco 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Fad Gadget,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gap Band,
Soft Cell,
A Certain Ratio,
The Black Dice,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Icehouse,
Radio Birdman,
Carl Craig,
Duran Duran,
The Leaves,
Jandek,
Tubeway Army,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nirvana,
Soft Machine,
Public Enemy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Connie Case,
the Fania All-Stars,
FM Einheit,
The Monochrome Set,
Bootsy Collins,
The Golliwogs,
Scan 7,
Bluetip,
The Vogues,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Christie,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lungfish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Fifty Foot Hose,
New Order,
Franke,
the Normal,
The Divine Comedy,
Nico,
The Remains,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mission of Burma,
Thee Headcoats,
Johnny Clarke,
These Immortal Souls,
Niagra,
Pole,
Ultravox,
Rhythm & Sound,
Subhumans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joey Negro,
Wolf Eyes,
The Slits,
John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.