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 Guinea and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Idris Muhammad to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
EPMD,
Alton Ellis,
Scrapy,
Rotary Connection,
Mandrill,
Adolescents,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pere Ubu,
Massinfluence,
Man Parrish,
Soulsonic Force,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pantaleimon,
The Techniques,
Moebius,
Chris & Cosey,
Aural Exciters,
John Coltrane,
Circle Jerks,
Grauzone,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fall,
Roxy Music,
E-Dancer,
Scratch Acid,
Dead Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Young Rascals,
Soft Cell,
Zero Boys,
Andrew Hill,
Metal Thangz,
Deepchord,
Angry Samoans,
Gang Starr,
Cameo,
Agent Orange,
Amon Düül,
June Days,
The Martian,
Peter & Gordon,
Flipper,
Fatback Band,
Slick Rick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Zapp,
Donald Byrd,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Moss Icon,
The Moleskins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Zeros,
Warren Ellis,
The Mummies,
Max Romeo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.