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 Rwanda and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ituana to the grime 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Procol Harum,
The Selecter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Popol Vuh,
Stiv Bators,
Hot Snakes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wolf Eyes,
D'Angelo,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Saints,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kas Product,
John Coltrane,
Clear Light,
Pole,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kerri Chandler,
Scientists,
Warren Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
PIL,
Sam Rivers,
Black Moon,
Thompson Twins,
The Seeds,
Rites of Spring,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dennis Brown,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dave Clark Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Radio Birdman,
The Zeros,
Country Teasers,
Henry Cow,
Minny Pops,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kaleidoscope,
Derrick May,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sonic Youth,
This Heat,
Con Funk Shun,
Oblivians,
Rakim,
Lindisfarne,
Juan Atkins,
John Foxx,
Pulsallama,
The Stooges,
Ronnie Foster,
Brick,
Aswad,
The Sonics,
Surgeon,
Section 25,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.