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 Maldives and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
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 theremin 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 Basic Channel to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Nils Olav,
Pere Ubu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sandy B,
The Five Americans,
Inner City,
Television,
Amon Düül II,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Banda Bassotti,
Shuggie Otis,
The Electric Prunes,
Electric Prunes,
Cal Tjader,
The Star Department,
Scientists,
Newcleus,
Model 500,
Bill Wells,
Yusef Lateef,
Leonard Cohen,
Arab on Radar,
Morten Harket,
Adolescents,
Pylon,
Don Cherry,
One Last Wish,
Porter Ricks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ten City,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-102,
Danielle Patucci,
Bush Tetras,
Vladislav Delay,
Tomorrow,
D'Angelo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mary Jane Girls,
EPMD,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Vogues,
CMW,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Q65,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gichy Dan,
Laurel Aitken,
Soul Sonic Force,
Panda Bear,
Eddi Front,
Essential Logic,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Pop Group,
Charles Mingus,
The Misunderstood,
Brass Construction,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.