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 Sierra Leone and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar 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 CMW to the funk 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Josef K,
Donny Hathaway,
Desert Stars,
The Electric Prunes,
Todd Terry,
Eric Dolphy,
Dennis Brown,
Brick,
New Age Steppers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Buzzcocks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Slave,
Lakeside,
Arab on Radar,
kango's stein massive,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q and Not U,
The Fuzztones,
Scott Walker,
The Trojans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Sheep,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vainqueur,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rites of Spring,
Young Marble Giants,
Chrome,
John Foxx,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eden Ahbez,
Deadbeat,
Prince Buster,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
John Holt,
Nas,
Bronski Beat,
The Tremeloes,
Chris & Cosey,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Boogie Down Productions,
U.S. Maple,
the Sonics,
Cal Tjader,
Connie Case,
Mission of Burma,
Outsiders,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fall,
D'Angelo,
Deakin,
B.T. Express,
Piero Umiliani,
Magazine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jerry's Kids,
Anthony Braxton,
The Red Krayola,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.