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 Norway and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Animal Collective to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Bauhaus,
The Walker Brothers,
E-Dancer,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pantaleimon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rod Modell,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anthony Braxton,
Prince Buster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ronan,
Lucky Dragons,
Jacob Miller,
Sixth Finger,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tim Buckley,
Roger Hodgson,
Hot Snakes,
The Slits,
MDC,
Brothers Johnson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang of Four,
Banda Bassotti,
Oblivians,
Soul II Soul,
Procol Harum,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Swell Maps,
Alice Coltrane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Slave,
Jeff Mills,
Alton Ellis,
Essential Logic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Al Stewart,
Sun City Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dark Day,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Raincoats,
Motorama,
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
the Human League,
Lakeside,
Wally Richardson,
L. Decosne,
Junior Murvin,
Anakelly,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fad Gadget,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Harry Pussy,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.