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 Uganda and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 FM Einheit to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Slave,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minny Pops,
Ultravox,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jawbox,
Erykah Badu,
Fad Gadget,
Josef K,
Pantaleimon,
Tres Demented,
Aswad,
Funky Four + One,
Livin' Joy,
Toni Rubio,
Harry Pussy,
Gang Green,
Pierre Henry,
Bob Dylan,
Ice-T,
David Bowie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Drexciya,
Inner City,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
June of 44,
Yusef Lateef,
Gabor Szabo,
Piero Umiliani,
Fatback Band,
Barry Ungar,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Los Fastidios,
Sound Behaviour,
David McCallum,
Eddi Front,
The Birthday Party,
Terry Callier,
Scott Walker,
Rites of Spring,
OOIOO,
The Fall,
Mr. Review,
Idris Muhammad,
Bronski Beat,
Albert Ayler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joe Finger,
Harmonia,
Scrapy,
Cameo,
Lungfish,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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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.