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 Malaysia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 Aaron Thompson to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Mantronix,
CMW,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Trojans,
Matthew Bourne,
Cybotron,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Subhumans,
Avey Tare,
Buzzcocks,
Graham Central Station,
UT,
Heaven 17,
The Golliwogs,
Archie Shepp,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eden Ahbez,
Kerri Chandler,
The Happenings,
Make Up,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
David McCallum,
Soulsonic Force,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Basic Channel,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Monks,
The Young Rascals,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Clear Light,
The Names,
Infiniti,
Althea and Donna,
Erasure,
Boredoms,
Grauzone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Q65,
Average White Band,
World's Most,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jacques Brel,
Stetsasonic,
The Neon Judgement,
Andrew Hill,
Dawn Penn,
The Beau Brummels,
Hoover,
Minutemen,
Hardrive,
Peter and Kerry,
Harry Pussy,
The J.B.'s,
Prince Buster,
Ludus,
Carl Craig,
Youth Brigade,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.