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 Lithuania and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Susan Cadogan to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
the Bar-Kays,
Echospace,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gong,
Can,
Big Daddy Kane,
Howard Jones,
Blancmange,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Bananas,
the Soft Cell,
Moebius,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dead C,
Swans,
The Zeros,
Eve St. Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Andrew Hill,
Todd Rundgren,
Reuben Wilson,
The Buckinghams,
Deepchord,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gichy Dan,
Pole,
The Black Dice,
Eli Mardock,
Inner City,
The Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeff Lynne,
The Red Krayola,
The Monochrome Set,
Excepter,
Ossler,
Alice Coltrane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Banda Bassotti,
Flipper,
Moby Grape,
The Fall,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Newcleus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
10cc,
The Dave Clark Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eden Ahbez,
The Techniques,
L. Decosne,
Kaleidoscope,
Colin Newman,
Anthony Braxton,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.