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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Deadbeat to the jazz 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Hoover,
Johnny Osbourne,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
FM Einheit,
Althea and Donna,
The Litter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Normal,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eric Dolphy,
Crash Course in Science,
Smog,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Stooges,
Sarah Menescal,
The Monochrome Set,
Isaac Hayes,
The Divine Comedy,
CMW,
Spoonie Gee,
Mark Hollis,
The Skatalites,
Sight & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moby Grape,
Kas Product,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
In Retrospect,
Trumans Water,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Average White Band,
The Five Americans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Electric Prunes,
Anakelly,
Ossler,
Kenny Larkin,
Reagan Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Girls At Our Best!,
Con Funk Shun,
Dual Sessions,
David Bowie,
Fugazi,
The Invisible,
Harmonia,
L. Decosne,
AZ,
Quando Quango,
Freddie Wadling,
The Associates,
Barry Ungar,
X-Ray Spex,
Icehouse,
The Tremeloes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Bar-Kays,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.