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 Seychelles and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
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 snare 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Sixth Finger,
Loose Ends,
Wally Richardson,
FM Einheit,
Gang Starr,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marvin Gaye,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cure,
Ohio Players,
Rhythm & Sound,
Flash Fearless,
Newcleus,
Con Funk Shun,
Ultravox,
The Dead C,
Minutemen,
Fat Boys,
T. Rex,
Yusef Lateef,
The Dirtbombs,
Ludus,
Massinfluence,
Delta 5,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Half Japanese,
These Immortal Souls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Junior Murvin,
Talk Talk,
a-ha,
Sly & The Family Stone,
K-Klass,
Rod Modell,
R.M.O.,
The New Christs,
Kurtis Blow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unrelated Segments,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Style,
Basic Channel,
Bluetip,
Cecil Taylor,
Surgeon,
Bill Wells,
ABBA,
New Age Steppers,
Jeff Mills,
Minny Pops,
Easy Going,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.