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 Latvia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Cecil Taylor to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Stiv Bators,
The Techniques,
New York Dolls,
Circle Jerks,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Count Five,
Jacques Brel,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Todd Terry,
Radiohead,
Gang Green,
Delon & Dalcan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amazonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
Darondo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Robert Wyatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stereo Dub,
Rotary Connection,
Boogie Down Productions,
Iggy Pop,
Cybotron,
Mandrill,
This Heat,
Quantec,
Don Cherry,
Bill Near,
Massinfluence,
Lower 48,
Dennis Brown,
Ohio Players,
Mo-Dettes,
Roy Ayers,
Tommy Roe,
The Walker Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slave,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Remains,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Japan,
Simply Red,
The Pop Group,
Thee Headcoats,
Morten Harket,
The Searchers,
MDC,
Main Source,
Ponytail,
The Barracudas,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Davy DMX,
Derrick May,
Marine Girls,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.