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 Iraq and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Rod Modell to the electroclash 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Sherman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joensuu 1685,
Accadde A,
Tres Demented,
ABC,
The Black Dice,
Flipper,
The Durutti Column,
Eve St. Jones,
Thee Headcoats,
The Zeros,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Hasil Adkins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bill Near,
Todd Terry,
Dead Boys,
Brand Nubian,
Babytalk,
Blossom Toes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Dave Clark Five,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Guru Guru,
Pylon,
Japan,
E-Dancer,
Stiv Bators,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sonic Youth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Yusef Lateef,
John Lydon,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
Pantytec,
The Dirtbombs,
Sparks,
Thompson Twins,
Faust,
Ossler,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vainqueur,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rosa Yemen,
Radiohead,
The Neon Judgement,
Mr. Review,
The Five Americans,
Aural Exciters,
The Mojo Men,
Marine Girls,
Anthony Braxton,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.