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 Nigeria and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ 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 Wolf Eyes to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Colin Newman,
Vladislav Delay,
John Holt,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
AZ,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerrie Biddell,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultimate Spinach,
Byron Stingily,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Modern Lovers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker,
The Moody Blues,
the Bar-Kays,
Harpers Bizarre,
Accadde A,
Pantaleimon,
Cheater Slicks,
Black Pus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Leaves,
The Fortunes,
The Count Five,
The Smiths,
Lower 48,
Pylon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ituana,
Camouflage,
The Birthday Party,
The Gladiators,
Fatback Band,
Hardrive,
The Gun Club,
Andrew Hill,
Unwound,
Bobby Byrd,
Kurtis Blow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radiohead,
The Blues Magoos,
The Last Poets,
Bauhaus,
Public Enemy,
the Soft Cell,
Nas,
Danielle Patucci,
Mandrill,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti,
The Angels of Light,
The Smoke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.