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 Guyana and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 Popol Vuh to the grime 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Adolescents,
Dual Sessions,
The Modern Lovers,
Joe Finger,
KRS-One,
Chrome,
Jandek,
X-102,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Oneida,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kayak,
Basic Channel,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Womack,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Model 500,
The Sonics,
Wire,
Spandau Ballet,
Camouflage,
Laurel Aitken,
Theoretical Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Remains,
Cameo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Five Americans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kurtis Blow,
Bluetip,
Neil Young,
Nas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
T. Rex,
Tres Demented,
Blossom Toes,
New Order,
Mo-Dettes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nirvana,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Blackbyrds,
David Axelrod,
Agent Orange,
One Last Wish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABC,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Q65,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Human League,
Joensuu 1685,
Johnny Osbourne,
Desert Stars,
Wasted Youth,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.