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 Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Yaz to the funk 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kas Product,
Todd Terry,
The Electric Prunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joy Division,
Angry Samoans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sun City Girls,
Grauzone,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Organ,
Funkadelic,
Ten City,
Mars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aural Exciters,
Arab on Radar,
Delon & Dalcan,
Matthew Halsall,
Los Fastidios,
Eddi Front,
Royal Trux,
Magma,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Last Poets,
Marc Almond,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Motions,
Spandau Ballet,
Spoonie Gee,
Alton Ellis,
James White and The Blacks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crime,
T.S.O.L.,
Von Mondo,
Eric Copeland,
The Busters,
World's Most,
Jacques Brel,
Donald Byrd,
Newcleus,
Dark Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pantaleimon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Blues Magoos,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra,
Swell Maps,
MC5,
Stereo Dub,
Glenn Branca,
Warsaw,
Chrome,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lakeside,
Ornette Coleman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.