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 Fiji and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lower 48 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Morten Harket,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dead C,
The Slits,
F. McDonald,
The Knickerbockers,
Amazonics,
Dawn Penn,
Donald Byrd,
Accadde A,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Severed Heads,
Ituana,
A Certain Ratio,
Deakin,
The American Breed,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bush Tetras,
the Fania All-Stars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Prince Buster,
OOIOO,
One Last Wish,
MDC,
The Monks,
The Velvet Underground,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heaven 17,
Intrusion,
Don Cherry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Sparks,
Cameo,
Mars,
Barbara Tucker,
Electric Prunes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barry Ungar,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kaleidoscope,
Aswad,
Nas,
Jacob Miller,
Al Stewart,
The Gories,
The Birthday Party,
Animal Collective,
Funkadelic,
Kayak,
The Litter,
Lou Reed,
Negative Approach,
Man Parrish,
Susan Cadogan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Underground Resistance,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.