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 Venezuela and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Durutti Column to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Judy Mowatt,
CMW,
Y Pants,
U.S. Maple,
Minny Pops,
Con Funk Shun,
Boz Scaggs,
Pagans,
Suicide,
Albert Ayler,
Erykah Badu,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Desert Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rufus Thomas,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Piero Umiliani,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Moon,
John Lydon,
John Foxx,
Marshall Jefferson,
Anakelly,
Kerrie Biddell,
Derrick Morgan,
The Trojans,
EPMD,
Royal Trux,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Bar-Kays,
Buzzcocks,
Sam Rivers,
Delta 5,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ten City,
Josef K,
Todd Terry,
JFA,
Sparks,
the Association,
The Grass Roots,
Charles Mingus,
Sandy B,
Ornette Coleman,
Letta Mbulu,
Fear,
The Residents,
Kerri Chandler,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
One Last Wish,
Gerry Rafferty,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yusef Lateef,
Cameo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.