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 Iceland and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Mexico City and Milan.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the grime 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Motions,
Bob Dylan,
Al Stewart,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Quantec,
Youth Brigade,
Babytalk,
Q and Not U,
Carl Craig,
Hasil Adkins,
Swans,
48th St. Collective,
Second Layer,
Johnny Clarke,
Nirvana,
Hardrive,
Howard Jones,
The Fall,
Anthony Braxton,
Kerri Chandler,
Wings,
DJ Style,
Derrick May,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cal Tjader,
Underground Resistance,
Desert Stars,
New York Dolls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Main Source,
The Index,
Ohio Players,
Ken Boothe,
Marine Girls,
The Gories,
Schoolly D,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Warren Ellis,
Tom Boy,
Pole,
Peter & Gordon,
Alton Ellis,
In Retrospect,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ludus,
Flipper,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tres Demented,
Oblivians,
Tommy Roe,
Lakeside,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blancmange,
Unwound,
Morten Harket,
Gregory Isaacs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.