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 Kenya and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 DJ Sneak to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Funky Four + One,
UT,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terry Callier,
John Foxx,
Amon Düül,
Dead Boys,
Shoche,
Pagans,
Toni Rubio,
New Age Steppers,
Fat Boys,
X-101,
The Names,
Little Man,
Faust,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sixth Finger,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ornette Coleman,
Lungfish,
Brand Nubian,
Tommy Roe,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Seeds,
New York Dolls,
Au Pairs,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Count Five,
Moby Grape,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Sheep,
Surgeon,
Fluxion,
Ken Boothe,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Steve Hackett,
Eli Mardock,
Arthur Verocai,
Altered Images,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry's Kids,
The Birthday Party,
The Electric Prunes,
Susan Cadogan,
Joensuu 1685,
Joyce Sims,
Bob Dylan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Section 25,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Walker Brothers,
Chris & Cosey,
Easy Going,
Magazine,
In Retrospect,
Tres Demented,
Kas Product,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.