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 Greece and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the 808 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 Dave Gahan to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ken Boothe,
Flipper,
Faraquet,
Cameo,
Funkadelic,
Joey Negro,
Faust,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Birthday Party,
Scrapy,
Dave Gahan,
Monks,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Five Americans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Moody Blues,
The Victims,
Todd Terry,
Pantytec,
Smog,
Arab on Radar,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Monolake,
OOIOO,
The Young Rascals,
Au Pairs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Piero Umiliani,
La Düsseldorf,
Sugar Minott,
Oneida,
Zapp,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Danielle Patucci,
Althea and Donna,
Sight & Sound,
Crooked Eye,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Avey Tare,
Warsaw,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
48th St. Collective,
The Busters,
Stereo Dub,
Warren Ellis,
Joensuu 1685,
Rakim,
China Crisis,
Roxy Music,
Metal Thangz,
David Axelrod,
Rufus Thomas,
Marine Girls,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.