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 Tajikistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Donald Fagen 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 Japan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
The Wake,
The Fuzztones,
Sonic Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marine Girls,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Avey Tare,
Prince Buster,
Arthur Verocai,
These Immortal Souls,
Aaron Thompson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Siglo XX,
Alice Coltrane,
FM Einheit,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hashim,
Sixth Finger,
Barrington Levy,
New York Dolls,
Rekid,
Slave,
Mo-Dettes,
The Zeros,
DNA,
Matthew Bourne,
The Blues Magoos,
Tomorrow,
Byron Stingily,
Crooked Eye,
Tubeway Army,
Laurel Aitken,
Scratch Acid,
The Trojans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Monochrome Set,
Rotary Connection,
D'Angelo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Bar-Kays,
Negative Approach,
Black Flag,
The Standells,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quando Quango,
Joe Smooth,
The Toasters,
Sparks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Moon,
Moebius,
Eddi Front,
Wings,
Bobby Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.