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 Chile and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Peter and Kerry to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Blossom Toes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Arthur Verocai,
the Soft Cell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Main Source,
Toni Rubio,
Anthony Braxton,
Barrington Levy,
The Names,
Amazonics,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Starr,
Crooked Eye,
Iggy Pop,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jacques Brel,
Minor Threat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
OOIOO,
EPMD,
Minutemen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Quando Quango,
Tim Buckley,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tubeway Army,
Grauzone,
Ken Boothe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lungfish,
Bauhaus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boz Scaggs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Derrick Morgan,
Newcleus,
Scientists,
Nik Kershaw,
These Immortal Souls,
Brass Construction,
Severed Heads,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moebius,
Aaron Thompson,
Oneida,
The Remains,
Johnny Osbourne,
China Crisis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Neu!,
The Fuzztones,
Fugazi,
The Music Machine,
Slick Rick,
Lakeside,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Cure,
Television Personalities,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.