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 Bolivia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 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 oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deadbeat,
The Skatalites,
Throbbing Gristle,
Warsaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Andrew Hill,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Siglo XX,
Youth Brigade,
Bob Dylan,
Yusef Lateef,
Glambeats Corp.,
Derrick May,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Association,
Maurizio,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter & Gordon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roxette,
Khruangbin,
Ludus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sparks,
Malaria!,
Skaos,
The Slackers,
Soulsonic Force,
Pierre Henry,
Moss Icon,
Shuggie Otis,
Von Mondo,
Adolescents,
The Human League,
Ultra Naté,
Guru Guru,
Black Flag,
Terry Callier,
The Happenings,
Soft Machine,
Silicon Teens,
Rufus Thomas,
Wings,
Unwound,
The Fortunes,
Average White Band,
The Gories,
Eddi Front,
Lucky Dragons,
Harry Pussy,
Thee Headcoats,
Wally Richardson,
The Modern Lovers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-102,
Ponytail,
Fatback Band,
Popol Vuh,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ice-T,
James White and The Blacks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.