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 Sweden and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Cecil Taylor to the jazz 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fatback Band,
Skarface,
Peter and Kerry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Infiniti,
Kurtis Blow,
Sister Nancy,
Flipper,
Rufus Thomas,
Brass Construction,
The Moody Blues,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Halsall,
Gregory Isaacs,
David Axelrod,
Soul II Soul,
John Cale,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brothers Johnson,
Wally Richardson,
Aural Exciters,
Arthur Verocai,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Loose Ends,
Janne Schatter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Vogues,
Eden Ahbez,
Essential Logic,
The Busters,
Fugazi,
Bluetip,
The Offenders,
Albert Ayler,
Nils Olav,
Goldenarms,
The Associates,
Lucky Dragons,
Mark Hollis,
Los Fastidios,
The Electric Prunes,
Depeche Mode,
The Mojo Men,
Robert Hood,
Ohio Players,
Bobby Sherman,
Moby Grape,
The Slackers,
Delta 5,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Grass Roots,
Amazonics,
Siglo XX,
The Neon Judgement,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.