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 Mozambique and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Albert Ayler to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tommy Roe,
The Tremeloes,
Porter Ricks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Toni Rubio,
Wally Richardson,
Cybotron,
Agitation Free,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nation of Ulysses,
One Last Wish,
Matthew Bourne,
Iggy Pop,
Ornette Coleman,
K-Klass,
James White and The Blacks,
Mandrill,
Marc Almond,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Audionom,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Stiv Bators,
the Sonics,
Qualms,
Bang On A Can,
Black Flag,
The Gories,
Absolute Body Control,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Byrd,
Pharoah Sanders,
UT,
Prince Buster,
X-102,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Association,
Glenn Branca,
Alton Ellis,
Zapp,
The Offenders,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mark Hollis,
Stereo Dub,
Skaos,
Nas,
Banda Bassotti,
Black Bananas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drexciya,
Supertramp,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.