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 Jordan and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The United States of America to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Danielle Patucci,
the Bar-Kays,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kenny Larkin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Leonard Cohen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Connie Case,
Delon & Dalcan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deepchord,
Soul II Soul,
Funky Four + One,
Eric Copeland,
Flipper,
The Last Poets,
Crime,
Dark Day,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Electric Prunes,
Sarah Menescal,
Bad Manners,
Avey Tare,
Kerri Chandler,
Scion,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Smoke,
Fear,
The Fuzztones,
Aural Exciters,
Technova,
Bang On A Can,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Monks,
Neil Young,
In Retrospect,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flash Fearless,
Radiohead,
Cameo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Magma,
Man Parrish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pharoah Sanders,
Piero Umiliani,
Sugar Minott,
The Misunderstood,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra,
Young Marble Giants,
Rakim,
Matthew Halsall,
Eurythmics,
The Doobie Brothers,
Graham Central Station,
Kayak,
Joy Division,
Thee Headcoats,
Clear Light,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.