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 Comoros and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the electroclash 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cybotron,
Sandy B,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Litter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Coltrane,
Ronnie Foster,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Althea and Donna,
La Düsseldorf,
Letta Mbulu,
Chrome,
Magazine,
Kenny Larkin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Aswad,
Iggy Pop,
Gang of Four,
Matthew Bourne,
Leonard Cohen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Animal Collective,
The Sound,
Sun Ra,
Agitation Free,
Eden Ahbez,
R.M.O.,
Minnie Riperton,
Vladislav Delay,
Mandrill,
The Sonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
Morten Harket,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scientists,
Robert Wyatt,
The Misunderstood,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Silicon Teens,
The Monochrome Set,
Wings,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Reed,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sister Nancy,
Mars,
The Offenders,
Con Funk Shun,
Derrick Morgan,
Skaos,
Sonic Youth,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Rundgren,
Groovy Waters,
Albert Ayler,
Johnny Osbourne,
Delta 5,
FM Einheit,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.