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 Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Avey Tare to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
The Pretty Things,
Kayak,
Scott Walker,
The Slits,
Symarip,
Morten Harket,
Sandy B,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The J.B.'s,
Theoretical Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eden Ahbez,
Blake Baxter,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jeru the Damaja,
Althea and Donna,
The Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terry Callier,
Adolescents,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Man Parrish,
Procol Harum,
Kurtis Blow,
Steve Hackett,
This Heat,
Outsiders,
The Human League,
Todd Terry,
The Grass Roots,
Tim Buckley,
The Monochrome Set,
The Techniques,
Blancmange,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grauzone,
The Music Machine,
8 Eyed Spy,
La Düsseldorf,
Bad Manners,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Byron Stingily,
Slick Rick,
One Last Wish,
Laurel Aitken,
Gong,
the Slits,
Gang Starr,
The Motions,
The Gun Club,
The American Breed,
Animal Collective,
The Zeros,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ice-T,
Nils Olav,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bob Dylan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.