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 Haiti and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Offenders to the crunk 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Rotary Connection,
Bill Near,
Joe Smooth,
Urselle,
Bang On A Can,
Connie Case,
Tears for Fears,
Terry Callier,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Young Marble Giants,
Jawbox,
Massinfluence,
X-102,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Delta 5,
The Black Dice,
Robert Hood,
Girls At Our Best!,
Second Layer,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Suburban Knight,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Gun Club,
The Young Rascals,
Faust,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Don Cherry,
Jandek,
Oneida,
Reuben Wilson,
Dawn Penn,
Hardrive,
Scott Walker,
Eve St. Jones,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sonic Youth,
Cymande,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dual Sessions,
Surgeon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Qualms,
David Axelrod,
Blossom Toes,
Sight & Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gastr Del Sol,
Piero Umiliani,
Tropical Tobacco,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crash Course in Science,
Dark Day,
Nik Kershaw,
Lower 48,
The Move,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.