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 Egypt and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 In Retrospect to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick Morgan,
MC5,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Vogues,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Infiniti,
Patti Smith,
Talk Talk,
Masters at Work,
The Pop Group,
Buzzcocks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lebanon Hanover,
Icehouse,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare,
Eli Mardock,
Sam Rivers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Last Poets,
Sex Pistols,
Mars,
CMW,
The Happenings,
The Fire Engines,
Drexciya,
Easy Going,
Banda Bassotti,
The Real Kids,
The Fuzztones,
Section 25,
Television,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unrelated Segments,
The Young Rascals,
Echospace,
Half Japanese,
Siglo XX,
Skarface,
Guru Guru,
Can,
Rhythm & Sound,
The New Christs,
The Searchers,
Grauzone,
Arthur Verocai,
The Birthday Party,
Derrick May,
Vainqueur,
Donald Byrd,
Pantytec,
Grey Daturas,
Shoche,
Colin Newman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeru the Damaja,
PIL,
Deakin,
Dawn Penn,
The Smoke,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.