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 Jamaica and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Ralphi Rosario to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Jesper Dahlback,
Idris Muhammad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bill Wells,
The Associates,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Adolescents,
Prince Buster,
Soft Cell,
Peter & Gordon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camberwell Now,
Ice-T,
Grandmaster Flash,
Delon & Dalcan,
World's Most,
Cal Tjader,
Sonic Youth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Country Teasers,
F. McDonald,
Scratch Acid,
Subhumans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Shoche,
Sandy B,
Eric Copeland,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
DJ Style,
Janne Schatter,
Rosa Yemen,
Donny Hathaway,
Grey Daturas,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cowsills,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sixth Finger,
Nas,
Mars,
Average White Band,
Nils Olav,
Carl Craig,
The Fugs,
The Martian,
New York Dolls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funkadelic,
Cluster,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sarah Menescal,
Tim Buckley,
Donald Byrd,
Blancmange,
Silicon Teens,
Jeru the Damaja,
Black Flag,
Moby Grape,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.