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 Sri Lanka and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron 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 the Bar-Kays to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aural Exciters,
The Star Department,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lightning Bolt,
The Stooges,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Names,
The Moody Blues,
Los Fastidios,
Dark Day,
Iggy Pop,
Main Source,
The Cowsills,
The Red Krayola,
The Young Rascals,
Au Pairs,
The Electric Prunes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kenny Larkin,
Tears for Fears,
Darondo,
Brass Construction,
Scrapy,
Camouflage,
The Victims,
Drexciya,
Swell Maps,
X-101,
Marc Almond,
a-ha,
Sun Ra,
Lee Hazlewood,
Funky Four + One,
The Shadows of Knight,
Franke,
Black Flag,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Byrd,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Reagan Youth,
E-Dancer,
Scratch Acid,
Stereo Dub,
Kerri Chandler,
Y Pants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Litter,
The Monochrome Set,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Adolescents,
Black Bananas,
Bill Near,
Vladislav Delay,
Joensuu 1685,
Glambeats Corp.,
Skaos,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.