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 Solomon Islands and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Agitation Free to the techno 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet 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 synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Neu!,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camberwell Now,
10cc,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Byrd,
Lindisfarne,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mission of Burma,
Bad Manners,
Arthur Verocai,
Slick Rick,
Prince Buster,
Darondo,
The Durutti Column,
Slave,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brand Nubian,
Althea and Donna,
Ludus,
Nirvana,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scientists,
Radio Birdman,
Nick Fraelich,
Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Basic Channel,
Dawn Penn,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Human League,
Gichy Dan,
Bobby Sherman,
Lower 48,
Eric Dolphy,
The Standells,
Joey Negro,
Youth Brigade,
The Modern Lovers,
X-101,
Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
Franke,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Maurizio,
The Cramps,
The Smiths,
Oblivians,
Gang Green,
Pantytec,
Delta 5,
Jeff Lynne,
the Germs,
Leonard Cohen,
Patti Smith,
The Moody Blues,
Young Marble Giants,
Minor Threat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.