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 Guinea and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gabor Szabo to the funk 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Faust,
Flash Fearless,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aswad,
Gang of Four,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Human League,
Marine Girls,
Erykah Badu,
John Holt,
Basic Channel,
The Associates,
The Slackers,
The Count Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Oblivians,
Agitation Free,
Adolescents,
Moss Icon,
Section 25,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
MC5,
the Swans,
Theoretical Girls,
Don Cherry,
The Remains,
The Motions,
Eden Ahbez,
Underground Resistance,
Kaleidoscope,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jeru the Damaja,
Patti Smith,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deadbeat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rufus Thomas,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
Masters at Work,
The New Christs,
Khruangbin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
Scion,
Frankie Knuckles,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Avey Tare,
Ronan,
Pierre Henry,
Guru Guru,
Urselle,
Malaria!,
Stereo Dub,
Roxette,
Judy Mowatt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tears for Fears,
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.