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 Dominica 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Aural Exciters to the jazz 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Accadde A,
K-Klass,
Chris & Cosey,
Amon Düül II,
Symarip,
Bobby Sherman,
Sexual Harrassment,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Selecter,
The New Christs,
The Gun Club,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fire Engines,
Underground Resistance,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Star Department,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pagans,
Swell Maps,
Steve Hackett,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Babytalk,
The Seeds,
The Barracudas,
Talk Talk,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Lydon,
A Certain Ratio,
The Victims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
48th St. Collective,
Agitation Free,
Sun City Girls,
Arcadia,
The Red Krayola,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Alison Limerick,
Quantec,
Frankie Knuckles,
Q and Not U,
The Saints,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Thompson Twins,
Zero Boys,
Hot Snakes,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
Dawn Penn,
Das Ding,
The Techniques,
Piero Umiliani,
Flash Fearless,
The Fuzztones,
Avey Tare,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.