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 Serbia and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soul Sonic Force to the rap 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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
David Axelrod,
Agent Orange,
the Fania All-Stars,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stiv Bators,
Pierre Henry,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
June Days,
The Mojo Men,
Oblivians,
Rotary Connection,
Carl Craig,
Adolescents,
Thompson Twins,
The Doors,
Essential Logic,
KRS-One,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Anakelly,
Anthony Braxton,
Organ,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alphaville,
Pole,
Spoonie Gee,
Mantronix,
Gang Starr,
Accadde A,
The Dirtbombs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skaos,
Rekid,
Robert Görl,
Basic Channel,
Franke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Trojans,
a-ha,
Slave,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fugs,
Mark Hollis,
Smog,
The Red Krayola,
Minnie Riperton,
Zero Boys,
Roxy Music,
R.M.O.,
Dark Day,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Panda Bear,
Faraquet,
Brass Construction,
The Techniques,
Tim Buckley,
The Monochrome Set,
Crooked Eye,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.