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 Morocco and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 8 Eyed Spy to the crunk 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bauhaus,
Bad Manners,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Surgeon,
Yazoo,
Black Sheep,
Interpol,
Kool Moe Dee,
Davy DMX,
the Germs,
Ohio Players,
New Age Steppers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aaron Thompson,
PIL,
Jawbox,
The Tremeloes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cluster,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MC5,
The Trojans,
Unwound,
Letta Mbulu,
The Busters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Evens,
Roy Ayers,
The Slackers,
Ponytail,
Rekid,
Lungfish,
Country Teasers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ossler,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fluxion,
Cymande,
Kayak,
Whodini,
The Saints,
Crooked Eye,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter and Kerry,
Tears for Fears,
Terry Callier,
Massinfluence,
Vainqueur,
Flipper,
The Gun Club,
The United States of America,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lyres,
Intrusion,
The Fire Engines,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mantronix,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.