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 Palau and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Scratch Acid to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The Zeros,
the Association,
the Normal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Doobie Brothers,
June Days,
Fluxion,
Easy Going,
Stetsasonic,
Clear Light,
Don Cherry,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Niagra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Music Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
The Pop Group,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Al Stewart,
The Litter,
Goldenarms,
Sparks,
Lindisfarne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Erykah Badu,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Fire Engines,
Sight & Sound,
KRS-One,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rufus Thomas,
Eddi Front,
Barclay James Harvest,
MDC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bang On A Can,
Ornette Coleman,
Ronan,
The Human League,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sandy B,
Monks,
Sam Rivers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joy Division,
James White and The Blacks,
The Seeds,
Arab on Radar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Godley & Creme,
Flipper,
Harmonia,
The Remains,
Glenn Branca,
Agitation Free,
Accadde A,
The Buckinghams,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.