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 Zambia and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Quantec to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Throbbing Gristle,
Althea and Donna,
The Slits,
Schoolly D,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun City Girls,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tom Boy,
Marmalade,
The Moleskins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Technova,
Loose Ends,
Trumans Water,
Charles Mingus,
Sam Rivers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Bar-Kays,
June Days,
Severed Heads,
Mark Hollis,
Chris Corsano,
Shuggie Otis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radio Birdman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Accadde A,
Peter and Kerry,
In Retrospect,
Ralphi Rosario,
Groovy Waters,
Eurythmics,
The Velvet Underground,
Wasted Youth,
Animal Collective,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Dave Clark Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funky Four + One,
Joyce Sims,
Con Funk Shun,
Nils Olav,
Prince Buster,
Fela Kuti,
The Seeds,
Y Pants,
Lou Reed,
Zero Boys,
Altered Images,
The Vogues,
The Knickerbockers,
Howard Jones,
Eric Dolphy,
Max Romeo,
The Blues Magoos,
The Standells,
the Slits,
Dark Day,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.