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 Bulgaria and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Faraquet to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Buzzcocks,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Pop Group,
The Moleskins,
Franke,
New York Dolls,
Janne Schatter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The J.B.'s,
Barry Ungar,
Scion,
Thee Headcoats,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pussy Galore,
Letta Mbulu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
L. Decosne,
Pierre Henry,
Niagra,
Roxy Music,
Ultra Naté,
Rufus Thomas,
Magazine,
Anthony Braxton,
Ornette Coleman,
Sonic Youth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Blossom Toes,
Ronnie Foster,
Marvin Gaye,
the Association,
Y Pants,
Juan Atkins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Public Enemy,
The Fortunes,
Donny Hathaway,
Bob Dylan,
Roy Ayers,
Warsaw,
Mary Jane Girls,
Outsiders,
Ultimate Spinach,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Carl Craig,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Blancmange,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.