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 Vanuatu and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 Oblivians to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Slave,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Idris Muhammad,
Inner City,
Sparks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gichy Dan,
Desert Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Pulsallama,
Jacques Brel,
Rapeman,
Young Marble Giants,
Jawbox,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Clarke,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marvin Gaye,
Fad Gadget,
Subhumans,
The Monks,
The Victims,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wasted Youth,
Crooked Eye,
John Holt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
Freddie Wadling,
Roy Ayers,
Glenn Branca,
The Selecter,
Quadrant,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Negative Approach,
Bill Wells,
Kenny Larkin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Black Dice,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
cv313,
the Normal,
The Offenders,
Supertramp,
The Kinks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bronski Beat,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ornette Coleman,
The Doobie Brothers,
X-101,
Agitation Free,
The Gap Band,
Alton Ellis,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tommy Roe,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Stooges,
Warren Ellis,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.