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 Libya and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Michael McDonald 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 Archie Shepp to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Magma,
Television Personalities,
D'Angelo,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobby Sherman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Knickerbockers,
Slick Rick,
Ultravox,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joyce Sims,
Khruangbin,
Stereo Dub,
Bill Wells,
Pylon,
Cecil Taylor,
The Residents,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Niagra,
Negative Approach,
New Order,
The Associates,
the Swans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Smog,
Popol Vuh,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Chris & Cosey,
Bluetip,
The Blackbyrds,
Index,
Skriet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Swans,
Brothers Johnson,
Sandy B,
Zapp,
Crime,
Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
UT,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Boredoms,
Bootsy Collins,
X-101,
Theoretical Girls,
Public Enemy,
Charles Mingus,
Dawn Penn,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sister Nancy,
Funky Four + One,
Malaria!,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.