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 Congo and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Skaos 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Yaz,
The Doors,
Soft Machine,
Lindisfarne,
Grauzone,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Cale,
Donald Byrd,
Bluetip,
Can,
Ornette Coleman,
Eddi Front,
E-Dancer,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bill Wells,
Andrew Hill,
Dennis Brown,
Big Daddy Kane,
A Certain Ratio,
Skaos,
Ituana,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tom Boy,
Schoolly D,
Mars,
Niagra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wire,
Isaac Hayes,
Kas Product,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Erasure,
Newcleus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
CMW,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Echospace,
Ronan,
The Toasters,
Tomorrow,
Intrusion,
Urselle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mummies,
The Associates,
The Slits,
DJ Style,
Easy Going,
One Last Wish,
ABC,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pussy Galore,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Sherman,
Harry Pussy,
Ten City,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.