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 Solomon Islands and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the punk 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
The Seeds,
Gang Starr,
Parry Music,
Laurel Aitken,
Yusef Lateef,
Essential Logic,
Brand Nubian,
Peter and Kerry,
Iggy Pop,
Adolescents,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Angels of Light,
Flash Fearless,
Silicon Teens,
The Residents,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Spandau Ballet,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bang On A Can,
Joy Division,
Gang Gang Dance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fatback Band,
Scrapy,
Joensuu 1685,
Bobby Byrd,
Hasil Adkins,
Reuben Wilson,
Pierre Henry,
Aswad,
Ossler,
Subhumans,
Unwound,
The Trojans,
Delta 5,
The Victims,
Dave Gahan,
The Blackbyrds,
The Mummies,
Ten City,
Moebius,
Colin Newman,
Gang Green,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tom Boy,
KRS-One,
The Modern Lovers,
Glenn Branca,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Marvin Gaye,
Erasure,
Y Pants,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cecil Taylor,
Gregory Isaacs,
June of 44,
Cymande,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.