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 Spain and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Qualms to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Hasil Adkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
ABBA,
The United States of America,
Joe Smooth,
Technova,
Joyce Sims,
Mr. Review,
Television,
Guru Guru,
Schoolly D,
Funkadelic,
The New Christs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
China Crisis,
Khruangbin,
Spandau Ballet,
ABC,
CMW,
Henry Cow,
The Knickerbockers,
Hoover,
Prince Buster,
Sandy B,
Sound Behaviour,
Man Parrish,
Robert Wyatt,
Gastr Del Sol,
Supertramp,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mojo Men,
David McCallum,
Albert Ayler,
Donald Byrd,
Moebius,
Fela Kuti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tears for Fears,
Al Stewart,
Black Bananas,
Danielle Patucci,
Skriet,
Tomorrow,
Judy Mowatt,
Aloha Tigers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Amon Düül,
Motorama,
Soft Machine,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Monks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Idris Muhammad,
Negative Approach,
Altered Images,
The Electric Prunes,
These Immortal Souls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Iggy Pop,
Yazoo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.