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 Sri Lanka and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum 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 dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Chrome,
New Age Steppers,
The Fugs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
These Immortal Souls,
The Fortunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Juan Atkins,
Grandmaster Flash,
Buzzcocks,
Stockholm Monsters,
World's Most,
Hardrive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Byron Stingily,
Yazoo,
Groovy Waters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Brothers Johnson,
Skarface,
Nick Fraelich,
Warsaw,
Mark Hollis,
Nas,
The Grass Roots,
Main Source,
The Black Dice,
Pagans,
Rosa Yemen,
Icehouse,
The Invisible,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young,
Radio Birdman,
The Names,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Byrd,
Sexual Harrassment,
Guru Guru,
Metal Thangz,
Fatback Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Christie,
The Leaves,
Erasure,
Quadrant,
Interpol,
Connie Case,
Theoretical Girls,
Can,
The Music Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jimmy McGriff,
This Heat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moss Icon,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.