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 Afghanistan and from Bologna.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Lyres to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rites of Spring,
Ornette Coleman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tom Boy,
Sound Behaviour,
Yaz,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yazoo,
Public Enemy,
Radio Birdman,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Schoolly D,
Excepter,
Bang On A Can,
Leonard Cohen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pierre Henry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Surgeon,
Agent Orange,
Judy Mowatt,
Anthony Braxton,
Spandau Ballet,
Chrome,
La Düsseldorf,
The American Breed,
Man Eating Sloth,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wasted Youth,
Man Parrish,
Section 25,
The Wake,
Jeff Mills,
Morten Harket,
The Gap Band,
Popol Vuh,
Josef K,
Von Mondo,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rufus Thomas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Move,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Don Cherry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jesper Dahlback,
Howard Jones,
Yusef Lateef,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rod Modell,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.