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 Marshall Islands and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Happenings to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Derrick May,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Leonard Cohen,
Maurizio,
New Age Steppers,
Intrusion,
The Fortunes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Severed Heads,
LL Cool J,
Suicide,
Roxette,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joensuu 1685,
Sam Rivers,
Qualms,
Heaven 17,
Rapeman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mo-Dettes,
Aural Exciters,
The Music Machine,
Harry Pussy,
David McCallum,
Altered Images,
Hasil Adkins,
Banda Bassotti,
Kas Product,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Sonics,
Gichy Dan,
Y Pants,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Symarip,
Maleditus Sound,
Wings,
The Velvet Underground,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Livin' Joy,
Zapp,
Donny Hathaway,
Sonic Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Delta 5,
Ituana,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Count Five,
Rakim,
Traffic Nightmare,
Boz Scaggs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Juan Atkins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Colin Newman,
Surgeon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sarah Menescal,
Newcleus,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.