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 Greece and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the crunk 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Eden Ahbez,
Negative Approach,
The Fugs,
Minor Threat,
Peter & Gordon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wally Richardson,
Suburban Knight,
Andrew Hill,
Cymande,
Ludus,
Nirvana,
Skaos,
The Busters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
AZ,
Dave Gahan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joe Finger,
The Offenders,
Echospace,
John Cale,
Harry Pussy,
Letta Mbulu,
48th St. Collective,
Anakelly,
Mad Mike,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tim Buckley,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barry Ungar,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Qualms,
Young Marble Giants,
JFA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Moebius,
Sam Rivers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Grass Roots,
Warsaw,
Arthur Verocai,
Patti Smith,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eurythmics,
the Bar-Kays,
Avey Tare,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Trojans,
Ultra Naté,
Section 25,
Stereo Dub,
The New Christs,
Quadrant,
Popol Vuh,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.