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 Cape Verde and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro 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 One Last Wish 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Christie,
Yazoo,
Aaron Thompson,
Minutemen,
Saccharine Trust,
Joensuu 1685,
Altered Images,
These Immortal Souls,
Newcleus,
Skriet,
Massinfluence,
Agitation Free,
The Stooges,
Nick Fraelich,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Flag,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Index,
X-102,
Kerrie Biddell,
Faraquet,
Johnny Osbourne,
Terry Callier,
Cal Tjader,
Zero Boys,
The Buckinghams,
Letta Mbulu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Albert Ayler,
Carl Craig,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dead Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deakin,
The Monochrome Set,
Nico,
The Blackbyrds,
Fat Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Scrapy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Prince Buster,
The Gories,
Youth Brigade,
Procol Harum,
B.T. Express,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Star Department,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flamin' Groovies,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fire Engines,
Skarface,
Pere Ubu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Yaz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Derrick May,
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.