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 Burundi and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Magazine,
Average White Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jeff Mills,
Minutemen,
Deakin,
John Holt,
Quadrant,
Black Flag,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Echospace,
Soft Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
Desert Stars,
Davy DMX,
Curtis Mayfield,
June Days,
Freddie Wadling,
Pagans,
ABBA,
The Pop Group,
Delon & Dalcan,
X-101,
Thee Headcoats,
Siglo XX,
Scott Walker,
Oneida,
Young Marble Giants,
Wally Richardson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camouflage,
Lebanon Hanover,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Angels of Light,
Ralphi Rosario,
Motorama,
Lower 48,
kango's stein massive,
The Offenders,
The Cure,
Theoretical Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Pole,
The Fugs,
Excepter,
One Last Wish,
Barry Ungar,
cv313,
The Walker Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skaos,
Cal Tjader,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Agitation Free,
Intrusion,
Ten City,
Erasure,
Sight & Sound,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.