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 Senegal and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Lyres to the punk 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Brothers Johnson,
Sound Behaviour,
X-101,
Radio Birdman,
Marc Almond,
Nico,
The Techniques,
Danielle Patucci,
Thee Headcoats,
Panda Bear,
The Gladiators,
One Last Wish,
The Standells,
The Residents,
Nik Kershaw,
Sun Ra,
Nirvana,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joyce Sims,
Audionom,
Minnie Riperton,
The American Breed,
Todd Terry,
The Pop Group,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nas,
The Skatalites,
Roger Hodgson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Victims,
Depeche Mode,
The Mojo Men,
Niagra,
Intrusion,
Suburban Knight,
The Fuzztones,
The Offenders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
a-ha,
Amazonics,
Connie Case,
David McCallum,
Bobby Womack,
48th St. Collective,
Pet Shop Boys,
Charles Mingus,
AZ,
The Smoke,
Arthur Verocai,
Motorama,
Drexciya,
China Crisis,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Curtis Mayfield,
Underground Resistance,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tommy Roe,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barry Ungar,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.