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 Jamaica and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Association to the dance 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wire,
Tres Demented,
the Human League,
Royal Trux,
Barbara Tucker,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joey Negro,
Lou Reed,
Marine Girls,
Ossler,
JFA,
Easy Going,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Darondo,
Khruangbin,
Mr. Review,
Eli Mardock,
The Trojans,
Reagan Youth,
The Move,
Dark Day,
Isaac Hayes,
Kaleidoscope,
Jimmy McGriff,
Magazine,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Prince Buster,
FM Einheit,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Litter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Faraquet,
Vainqueur,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fela Kuti,
The Moleskins,
Interpol,
Pulsallama,
the Normal,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Frankie Knuckles,
Thompson Twins,
The Evens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rapeman,
Derrick Morgan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scott Walker,
Alison Limerick,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lindisfarne,
The Monochrome Set,
Little Man,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Residents,
Cymande,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.