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 Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo 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 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the dance 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
The Young Rascals,
Barclay James Harvest,
10cc,
Y Pants,
Pole,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Guru Guru,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kenny Larkin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brothers Johnson,
Cal Tjader,
Blancmange,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wings,
Anthony Braxton,
Sällskapet,
Black Sheep,
June of 44,
Duran Duran,
Godley & Creme,
The Wake,
Outsiders,
Robert Wyatt,
Desert Stars,
Roy Ayers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lucky Dragons,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cowsills,
Ludus,
Circle Jerks,
Sister Nancy,
Unrelated Segments,
Simply Red,
UT,
Bush Tetras,
Cecil Taylor,
DJ Sneak,
T. Rex,
The Techniques,
China Crisis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monks,
B.T. Express,
Fat Boys,
Darondo,
Agitation Free,
Maurizio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doors,
Sarah Menescal,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rotary Connection,
Monks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.