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 Solomon Islands and from Seoul.
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 Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Pierre Henry to the crunk 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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
The Litter,
Jeff Mills,
Minutemen,
Pierre Henry,
Brand Nubian,
The Trojans,
Neil Young,
Newcleus,
Deakin,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Donny Hathaway,
John Holt,
Stereo Dub,
Gong,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Albert Ayler,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Toasters,
These Immortal Souls,
The Buckinghams,
Bob Dylan,
Max Romeo,
Talk Talk,
Silicon Teens,
Television Personalities,
The Neon Judgement,
The Dave Clark Five,
Faust,
the Germs,
Junior Murvin,
ABC,
Section 25,
Sound Behaviour,
Half Japanese,
Man Parrish,
Chris Corsano,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ponytail,
Khruangbin,
Thee Headcoats,
Jandek,
Lindisfarne,
Mary Jane Girls,
Agent Orange,
Faraquet,
10cc,
Kas Product,
Jerry's Kids,
Franke,
Nils Olav,
Gichy Dan,
Fluxion,
Ten City,
Aloha Tigers,
Duran Duran,
Minnie Riperton,
Nas,
Youth Brigade,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Associates,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.