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 Slovakia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Derrick Morgan to the techno 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Donny Hathaway,
Dorothy Ashby,
Los Fastidios,
The Smiths,
The Pop Group,
The Slackers,
Dennis Brown,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eli Mardock,
The United States of America,
Joyce Sims,
H. Thieme,
Todd Terry,
Freddie Wadling,
Eddi Front,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amon Düül,
Joe Smooth,
The Martian,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blancmange,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Seeds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
In Retrospect,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Excepter,
Khruangbin,
The Grass Roots,
Lakeside,
Scratch Acid,
Maleditus Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marvin Gaye,
The Music Machine,
Radio Birdman,
The Electric Prunes,
The Real Kids,
Quando Quango,
Black Pus,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Stooges,
The Birthday Party,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fluxion,
Au Pairs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ituana,
Davy DMX,
Ice-T,
Donald Byrd,
Niagra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Procol Harum,
Boredoms,
Big Daddy Kane,
MDC,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.