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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Invisible to the jazz 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pharoah Sanders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Outsiders,
cv313,
The Golliwogs,
Archie Shepp,
D'Angelo,
Loose Ends,
Fluxion,
Eric Dolphy,
Television Personalities,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Carl Craig,
Skriet,
Zero Boys,
Warren Ellis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Harry Pussy,
Colin Newman,
Hasil Adkins,
Tim Buckley,
Bob Dylan,
Lungfish,
Brick,
Judy Mowatt,
Terry Callier,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mr. Review,
Depeche Mode,
Eli Mardock,
The Cowsills,
Joyce Sims,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Hill,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mantronix,
The American Breed,
Alphaville,
Maleditus Sound,
Visage,
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Rundgren,
Index,
Bizarre Inc.,
T.S.O.L.,
Max Romeo,
Wally Richardson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Surgeon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tommy Roe,
Pussy Galore,
Eve St. Jones,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.