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 Libya and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Aaron Thompson to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Lower 48,
DJ Sneak,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang Starr,
Tom Boy,
Lalann,
Wasted Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
MDC,
Cecil Taylor,
Joe Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
Roxy Music,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Juan Atkins,
DJ Style,
Cymande,
Agitation Free,
Bizarre Inc.,
Donald Byrd,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sound,
the Soft Cell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
T. Rex,
Patti Smith,
Blancmange,
Gerry Rafferty,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
L. Decosne,
Dave Gahan,
The Mummies,
The Fall,
Neu!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ronnie Foster,
Young Marble Giants,
Adolescents,
The Smoke,
Camouflage,
Carl Craig,
The Fuzztones,
Idris Muhammad,
Donny Hathaway,
Jacob Miller,
Robert Wyatt,
The American Breed,
Aloha Tigers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Chrome,
Sun City Girls,
Masters at Work,
the Human League,
Andrew Hill,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.