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 Brunei and from Sao Paulo.
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 Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Model 500 to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Make Up,
Little Man,
Marshall Jefferson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Danielle Patucci,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
8 Eyed Spy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Martian,
Banda Bassotti,
The Sonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Chrome,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slackers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Byron Stingily,
Joe Smooth,
Aswad,
the Bar-Kays,
The Durutti Column,
Crooked Eye,
Maleditus Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Drexciya,
F. McDonald,
Soft Cell,
Lalann,
Quadrant,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Birthday Party,
Cymande,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bill Wells,
Deepchord,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Toasters,
Kayak,
Peter & Gordon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Absolute Body Control,
Johnny Clarke,
Marcia Griffiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mandrill,
AZ,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mission of Burma,
Bootsy Collins,
Wasted Youth,
Graham Central Station,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fuzztones,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Moebius,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Trojans,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.