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 Croatia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Copenhagen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ 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 Lou Reed to the grime 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Stereo Dub,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultravox,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crime,
Ossler,
Stiv Bators,
Saccharine Trust,
Anthony Braxton,
MC5,
Ten City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alphaville,
Nils Olav,
Siglo XX,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hashim,
Eli Mardock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
The Techniques,
Todd Terry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Accadde A,
Barrington Levy,
Bob Dylan,
Byron Stingily,
Public Enemy,
Deadbeat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quando Quango,
Black Pus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rekid,
Graham Central Station,
Nirvana,
Eve St. Jones,
Prince Buster,
Bobby Byrd,
Danielle Patucci,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mr. Review,
The Offenders,
Negative Approach,
Peter and Kerry,
Joensuu 1685,
Lungfish,
Gichy Dan,
Gabor Szabo,
Suburban Knight,
The Martian,
the Germs,
Minny Pops,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.