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 Vanuatu and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Reuben Wilson to the jazz 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Absolute Body Control,
Massinfluence,
Bob Dylan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Blake Baxter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Reuben Wilson,
Crash Course in Science,
Pagans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tom Boy,
Colin Newman,
Pantaleimon,
The Mummies,
Pylon,
The Velvet Underground,
The United States of America,
Pet Shop Boys,
Essential Logic,
Popol Vuh,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Interpol,
Severed Heads,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sight & Sound,
Oneida,
Fluxion,
Arcadia,
The Star Department,
Mr. Review,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
CMW,
Derrick Morgan,
Erykah Badu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Monks,
Scrapy,
Davy DMX,
The Standells,
Alton Ellis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Spoonie Gee,
Skriet,
Sonic Youth,
MDC,
It's A Beautiful Day,
David Axelrod,
the Association,
Althea and Donna,
Darondo,
Das Ding,
Black Pus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Connie Case,
AZ,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cybotron,
Pierre Henry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oblivians,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.