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 Bahrain and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
The Monochrome Set,
Idris Muhammad,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Danielle Patucci,
Q and Not U,
Anakelly,
New Order,
Scientists,
Porter Ricks,
David McCallum,
Shuggie Otis,
Bad Manners,
China Crisis,
Moss Icon,
The Moleskins,
Nas,
Siglo XX,
OOIOO,
Aswad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Velvet Underground,
The J.B.'s,
Arcadia,
Faust,
Pantaleimon,
Malaria!,
MC5,
In Retrospect,
Derrick May,
Ituana,
New York Dolls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marine Girls,
Altered Images,
Wasted Youth,
Juan Atkins,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tres Demented,
Isaac Hayes,
Kas Product,
Brothers Johnson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mars,
Graham Central Station,
Donny Hathaway,
Ronnie Foster,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deepchord,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wolf Eyes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Television Personalities,
The Blues Magoos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.