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 Swaziland and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Crash Course in Science to the techno 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad 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?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sun City Girls,
Funky Four + One,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Womack,
Los Fastidios,
Popol Vuh,
Excepter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Parry Music,
Model 500,
Quando Quango,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Schoolly D,
Massinfluence,
Marmalade,
Sex Pistols,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jandek,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kerri Chandler,
Suburban Knight,
The Happenings,
Quantec,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Urselle,
Lightning Bolt,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantytec,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Martian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Leaves,
Index,
the Germs,
cv313,
Cymande,
Second Layer,
Soul Sonic Force,
Michelle Simonal,
Fad Gadget,
R.M.O.,
Piero Umiliani,
Bronski Beat,
The Monochrome Set,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joey Negro,
Pierre Henry,
Pantaleimon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brick,
Al Stewart,
The Pop Group,
The Index,
Todd Terry,
Dawn Penn,
Danielle Patucci,
Tres Demented,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.