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 Guatemala and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lower 48 to the rap 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joe Smooth,
Fatback Band,
The Techniques,
Royal Trux,
Goldenarms,
Nik Kershaw,
Underground Resistance,
Gabor Szabo,
Roxy Music,
Boredoms,
June Days,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Juan Atkins,
Funkadelic,
Aural Exciters,
Saccharine Trust,
Scott Walker,
the Sonics,
The Real Kids,
OOIOO,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Buckinghams,
MDC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sugar Minott,
cv313,
Robert Hood,
Depeche Mode,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Colin Newman,
Deepchord,
The Mojo Men,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cameo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cheater Slicks,
Pulsallama,
Dual Sessions,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Spoonie Gee,
Hoover,
Crooked Eye,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Davy DMX,
Marmalade,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Theoretical Girls,
DJ Style,
Can,
Mantronix,
Ken Boothe,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.