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 Portugal and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Pantaleimon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
F. McDonald,
Idris Muhammad,
Maleditus Sound,
Arthur Verocai,
Dave Gahan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Unwound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Shuggie Otis,
Rufus Thomas,
Desert Stars,
Sonic Youth,
L. Decosne,
Roxy Music,
Tim Buckley,
Sam Rivers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
China Crisis,
Country Teasers,
The Toasters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Pretty Things,
Funkadelic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ohio Players,
H. Thieme,
Swell Maps,
The Slackers,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Index,
Blake Baxter,
Mission of Burma,
Motorama,
Johnny Clarke,
Harry Pussy,
Lyres,
Sun Ra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Spandau Ballet,
Darondo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bronski Beat,
Agitation Free,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Reed,
Massinfluence,
Negative Approach,
Deepchord,
MC5,
Reagan Youth,
Anakelly,
The Blackbyrds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Essential Logic,
The Skatalites,
Ultra Naté,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.