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 Zimbabwe and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Niagra to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Janne Schatter,
John Holt,
Porter Ricks,
Bobby Womack,
Lalann,
Television Personalities,
Silicon Teens,
Kas Product,
Bob Dylan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marvin Gaye,
Funky Four + One,
Steve Hackett,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Foxx,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Sonics,
Japan,
Joe Smooth,
Girls At Our Best!,
Franke,
Index,
Rosa Yemen,
Man Parrish,
Fad Gadget,
Swell Maps,
Kaleidoscope,
Roy Ayers,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Red Krayola,
Lyres,
Saccharine Trust,
Kerri Chandler,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Halsall,
Joe Finger,
Charles Mingus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Unwound,
The Gun Club,
Guru Guru,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare,
Kurtis Blow,
Morten Harket,
OOIOO,
Jesper Dahlback,
Suburban Knight,
Mo-Dettes,
Loose Ends,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brand Nubian,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deakin,
Newcleus,
Symarip,
Lucky Dragons,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The United States of America,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.