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 Bolivia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Beijing and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Kenny Larkin to the crunk 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Aswad,
Radiohead,
Surgeon,
Can,
Cluster,
Masters at Work,
LL Cool J,
Saccharine Trust,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
UT,
The Dirtbombs,
Brass Construction,
the Association,
Blossom Toes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Liliput,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Techniques,
Organ,
Anthony Braxton,
Country Joe & The Fish,
David Bowie,
Connie Case,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Smiths,
Infiniti,
Country Teasers,
Cymande,
Shoche,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Trojans,
Robert Wyatt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Angry Samoans,
Soft Machine,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harmonia,
Ultravox,
Panda Bear,
The Last Poets,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ituana,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Alphaville,
The Neon Judgement,
The Smoke,
The New Christs,
Jeff Mills,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Hood,
Avey Tare,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Electric Prunes,
Tim Buckley,
Tropical Tobacco,
Moebius,
John Coltrane,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.