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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 Stereo Dub to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
8 Eyed Spy,
MDC,
Bad Manners,
Schoolly D,
Qualms,
Urselle,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ituana,
Sound Behaviour,
Pierre Henry,
Agitation Free,
Gabor Szabo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Glenn Branca,
X-101,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
Eden Ahbez,
Spandau Ballet,
Al Stewart,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Morten Harket,
New Order,
Pulsallama,
The Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Guru Guru,
David Bowie,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Toni Rubio,
Junior Murvin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fall,
The Vogues,
Arab on Radar,
The Dirtbombs,
Tres Demented,
Brand Nubian,
Main Source,
Faust,
Soulsonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Barbara Tucker,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grey Daturas,
Second Layer,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roxy Music,
Delta 5,
Animal Collective,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cheater Slicks,
Monks,
The Velvet Underground,
Brick,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.