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 Libya and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 the Association to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 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 Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Monolake,
The Raincoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Talk Talk,
Fort Wilson Riot,
LL Cool J,
Sight & Sound,
The Human League,
Brick,
Fear,
Reuben Wilson,
Derrick May,
Avey Tare,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Stooges,
Deepchord,
Main Source,
L. Decosne,
Faust,
Eve St. Jones,
Patti Smith,
Section 25,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Moon,
Schoolly D,
Delta 5,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Susan Cadogan,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Seeds,
Bill Wells,
Soulsonic Force,
The Skatalites,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stockholm Monsters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Matthew Bourne,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Green,
The Gap Band,
Young Marble Giants,
The Names,
Frankie Knuckles,
Animal Collective,
Metal Thangz,
the Bar-Kays,
ABC,
Eric Dolphy,
Arthur Verocai,
The Music Machine,
Joe Smooth,
Alison Limerick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jacob Miller,
Sex Pistols,
B.T. Express,
The Victims,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.