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 Colombia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba 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 Dark Day to the jazz 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erasure,
Patti Smith,
Piero Umiliani,
Marshall Jefferson,
Alton Ellis,
Ituana,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lee Hazlewood,
Blossom Toes,
The Cure,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deepchord,
Amon Düül,
LL Cool J,
Heaven 17,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lyres,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dennis Brown,
Darondo,
Unwound,
Mars,
Mission of Burma,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
UT,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kaleidoscope,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nik Kershaw,
Panda Bear,
Camouflage,
the Fania All-Stars,
JFA,
Gong,
Marine Girls,
The Fall,
Eden Ahbez,
Johnny Clarke,
Tres Demented,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marmalade,
Minnie Riperton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Surgeon,
Sonic Youth,
Eric Copeland,
Lower 48,
The Names,
10cc,
Funkadelic,
Tommy Roe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fuzztones,
Harmonia,
New York Dolls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Electric Prunes,
Soul II Soul,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.