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 Cyprus and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dorothy Ashby to the disco 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
The Angels of Light,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
Sarah Menescal,
Khruangbin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brand Nubian,
Soulsonic Force,
A Certain Ratio,
Q65,
U.S. Maple,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rufus Thomas,
Procol Harum,
The Sonics,
Quantec,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joe Finger,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arcadia,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Duran Duran,
The Pop Group,
Brick,
Boz Scaggs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Desert Stars,
L. Decosne,
Ituana,
Peter & Gordon,
a-ha,
Electric Prunes,
Index,
Spoonie Gee,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dual Sessions,
Magma,
Stereo Dub,
Qualms,
The Modern Lovers,
The Searchers,
Ultra Naté,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fatback Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Chrome,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Agitation Free,
Livin' Joy,
X-102,
LL Cool J,
Supertramp,
The Stooges,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Archie Shepp,
Cameo,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.