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 Somalia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer 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 Rufus Thomas to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
The Victims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alison Limerick,
Hot Snakes,
Lou Christie,
Audionom,
Goldenarms,
D'Angelo,
The Happenings,
Wolf Eyes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Simply Red,
The Litter,
Davy DMX,
Quadrant,
Aswad,
Popol Vuh,
the Soft Cell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Das Ding,
Yusef Lateef,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Amon Düül,
Black Moon,
Bob Dylan,
Aloha Tigers,
Negative Approach,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crime,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moebius,
Black Sheep,
The Dirtbombs,
Neu!,
Masters at Work,
Sarah Menescal,
Derrick Morgan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cymande,
Pantytec,
The Saints,
48th St. Collective,
Loose Ends,
Duran Duran,
The Selecter,
Albert Ayler,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marmalade,
June of 44,
Sun Ra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lucky Dragons,
Sam Rivers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gap Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.