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 Liberia and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Technova to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Supertramp,
Surgeon,
Essential Logic,
Todd Rundgren,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Japan,
The Move,
Donny Hathaway,
Nas,
Funky Four + One,
The Raincoats,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lower 48,
Intrusion,
Amazonics,
June of 44,
Unwound,
Colin Newman,
The Names,
The Victims,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
EPMD,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Dirtbombs,
Marmalade,
The Moleskins,
Sun City Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quadrant,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Invisible,
The Standells,
Soulsonic Force,
Danielle Patucci,
Faraquet,
Jacques Brel,
Index,
Anthony Braxton,
Lakeside,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
48th St. Collective,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Happenings,
Rakim,
Black Bananas,
Pere Ubu,
Aloha Tigers,
The Busters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gastr Del Sol,
ABBA,
Wally Richardson,
Loose Ends,
Joe Smooth,
The Star Department,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.