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 Ethiopia and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Qualms to the jazz 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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pulsallama,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Technova,
Infiniti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Michelle Simonal,
New Age Steppers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sight & Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
LL Cool J,
Jesper Dahlback,
UT,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pole,
Donny Hathaway,
Guru Guru,
Desert Stars,
Roxy Music,
The Human League,
Zapp,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Hood,
Sparks,
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Monolake,
The Barracudas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Suburban Knight,
Derrick Morgan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Tears for Fears,
Minny Pops,
Eric Dolphy,
Fat Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeff Mills,
Khruangbin,
Yaz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Urselle,
Howard Jones,
The Red Krayola,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Coltrane,
The Monks,
Crime,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
Idris Muhammad,
Quadrant,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Foxx,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fugs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.