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 Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro 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 Connie Case to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
the Normal,
Dual Sessions,
Sister Nancy,
Piero Umiliani,
Panda Bear,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Colin Newman,
David McCallum,
Lalann,
Matthew Bourne,
Dark Day,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joyce Sims,
Minnie Riperton,
Tom Boy,
Bobby Sherman,
Michelle Simonal,
The Raincoats,
Stetsasonic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Glenn Branca,
Josef K,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang Gang Dance,
Absolute Body Control,
Ornette Coleman,
Johnny Clarke,
Minor Threat,
Ponytail,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bootsy Collins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Zero Boys,
Sun City Girls,
Tubeway Army,
Joe Smooth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agent Orange,
Freddie Wadling,
Slave,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erasure,
The Seeds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Severed Heads,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boredoms,
Rotary Connection,
Minutemen,
The Slackers,
The Grass Roots,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.