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 France and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fire Engines to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Skaos,
Jimmy McGriff,
Country Teasers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Qualms,
Marvin Gaye,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Pop Group,
Johnny Osbourne,
Unrelated Segments,
T. Rex,
Fugazi,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Smog,
Alice Coltrane,
D'Angelo,
Joe Smooth,
Davy DMX,
Surgeon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Harmonia,
Organ,
Isaac Hayes,
Shoche,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Sonics,
Supertramp,
Anthony Braxton,
The Barracudas,
The Beau Brummels,
Theoretical Girls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Thee Headcoats,
CMW,
Carl Craig,
Pere Ubu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yellowson,
Joy Division,
The Victims,
The Golliwogs,
The Dirtbombs,
Bob Dylan,
Donny Hathaway,
Half Japanese,
F. McDonald,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sonic Youth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sun Ra,
The Smiths,
Minnie Riperton,
Absolute Body Control,
Fatback Band,
Boredoms,
X-101,
Godley & Creme,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.