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 Burkina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Popol Vuh to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Kayak,
Hashim,
The Leaves,
Ralphi Rosario,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roy Ayers,
Fear,
Cluster,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobby Sherman,
Delta 5,
Alton Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hot Snakes,
Fugazi,
Niagra,
The Techniques,
Lower 48,
Bush Tetras,
Idris Muhammad,
Gastr Del Sol,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Isaac Hayes,
Technova,
The Sound,
New Age Steppers,
Moebius,
Rosa Yemen,
LL Cool J,
The Last Poets,
Ronan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Shoche,
The Gun Club,
Terrestrial Tones,
Todd Terry,
Deepchord,
Ten City,
Carl Craig,
Althea and Donna,
The Stooges,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Rufus Thomas,
Ultravox,
Fluxion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grey Daturas,
Cecil Taylor,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bad Manners,
The Human League,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Easy Going,
Camouflage,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.