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 Turkey and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum 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 Kurtis Blow to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brand Nubian,
The Toasters,
Second Layer,
Main Source,
Brass Construction,
The Sound,
Marmalade,
Ronan,
Joe Finger,
Eden Ahbez,
48th St. Collective,
Yazoo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dual Sessions,
Porter Ricks,
X-101,
Erasure,
the Fania All-Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
Inner City,
the Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
UT,
Faust,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pulsallama,
Can,
Audionom,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeff Mills,
Public Enemy,
Sandy B,
Boogie Down Productions,
Zero Boys,
The Gladiators,
Piero Umiliani,
Vladislav Delay,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Y Pants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Terry,
Deakin,
Fugazi,
Roxy Music,
World's Most,
B.T. Express,
Massinfluence,
Skriet,
Colin Newman,
The Seeds,
Tears for Fears,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Count Five,
Rakim,
The Cramps,
Gang Green,
Franke,
EPMD,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.