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 East Timor 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Public Enemy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Joe Finger,
Scion,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eve St. Jones,
Cluster,
Malaria!,
Swans,
The Gories,
Fugazi,
Janne Schatter,
Quando Quango,
Con Funk Shun,
David Bowie,
Bang On A Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Juan Atkins,
The Vogues,
Peter & Gordon,
Joyce Sims,
T.S.O.L.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Moon,
Bobby Sherman,
Graham Central Station,
Dark Day,
Yusef Lateef,
Moss Icon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Red Krayola,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gabor Szabo,
Carl Craig,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mummies,
Pharoah Sanders,
Siglo XX,
Cybotron,
James White and The Blacks,
Pantaleimon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Germs,
Groovy Waters,
Nils Olav,
the Swans,
Bush Tetras,
Henry Cow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lindisfarne,
Intrusion,
Audionom,
Ronnie Foster,
Grauzone,
The Victims,
Lyres,
Nico,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.