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 Venezuela and from London.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba 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 This Heat to the grime 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Au Pairs,
Country Teasers,
Main Source,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Parry Music,
Pagans,
China Crisis,
Robert Wyatt,
Joe Smooth,
EPMD,
Max Romeo,
Rekid,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Swans,
Yaz,
John Lydon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kenny Larkin,
Newcleus,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arcadia,
Popol Vuh,
KRS-One,
The Invisible,
the Soft Cell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quantec,
The Count Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Derrick Morgan,
Minnie Riperton,
Monks,
June of 44,
Delta 5,
Buzzcocks,
Wasted Youth,
Roxy Music,
Warren Ellis,
Monolake,
U.S. Maple,
Cecil Taylor,
Bill Wells,
New York Dolls,
Amazonics,
Thompson Twins,
Fugazi,
Glenn Branca,
Judy Mowatt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Man Parrish,
Nirvana,
Ossler,
Eric Dolphy,
Can,
Absolute Body Control,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.