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 Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the jazz 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Matthew Halsall,
Joy Division,
Gang Green,
Hasil Adkins,
Lower 48,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Au Pairs,
Minutemen,
Idris Muhammad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fall,
Skaos,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wings,
MC5,
Rhythm & Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Roy Ayers,
The Fortunes,
Graham Central Station,
Bush Tetras,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tears for Fears,
Girls At Our Best!,
D'Angelo,
Shuggie Otis,
Maurizio,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Moleskins,
Davy DMX,
Swans,
Glenn Branca,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Das Ding,
The Busters,
Banda Bassotti,
The Golliwogs,
Chris Corsano,
Jacques Brel,
The Human League,
Saccharine Trust,
Eli Mardock,
Faust,
Tomorrow,
Infiniti,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kurtis Blow,
David Axelrod,
Drexciya,
Pulsallama,
the Slits,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crispy Ambulance,
In Retrospect,
Camouflage,
Lou Christie,
Spandau Ballet,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.