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 Fiji and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum 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 Sparks to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Scott Walker,
Lyres,
Pagans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kevin Saunderson,
Q and Not U,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Music Machine,
Television,
The Martian,
Fugazi,
Grauzone,
Swell Maps,
Marvin Gaye,
Sandy B,
KRS-One,
Depeche Mode,
Ultravox,
Isaac Hayes,
Junior Murvin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
James White and The Blacks,
Lakeside,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Neu!,
Das Ding,
Second Layer,
Brass Construction,
Fad Gadget,
Max Romeo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Youth Brigade,
Rosa Yemen,
Ronnie Foster,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Seeds,
Technova,
Pylon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Albert Ayler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yellowson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Names,
Soulsonic Force,
The Evens,
Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Moody Blues,
Nils Olav,
Slave,
Infiniti,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Arcadia,
The Trojans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.