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 Somalia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cal Tjader to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Albert Ayler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crash Course in Science,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Alice Coltrane,
MC5,
In Retrospect,
Adolescents,
Technova,
Godley & Creme,
Faraquet,
Althea and Donna,
Robert Wyatt,
Flipper,
The Angels of Light,
X-Ray Spex,
Arcadia,
Television Personalities,
Wings,
Kayak,
Roy Ayers,
Gang Starr,
Bobby Womack,
Vainqueur,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sarah Menescal,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cluster,
Joe Finger,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rapeman,
Silicon Teens,
The J.B.'s,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Sonics,
Don Cherry,
Maurizio,
Neil Young,
Cameo,
The Evens,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Divine Comedy,
Pierre Henry,
Gichy Dan,
R.M.O.,
L. Decosne,
The Modern Lovers,
The American Breed,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
Chrome,
UT,
The Saints,
Magazine,
Echospace,
Clear Light,
Aaron Thompson,
Monks,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.