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 Japan and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Glenn Branca to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Isaac Hayes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Deepchord,
the Sonics,
Bronski Beat,
Au Pairs,
The Happenings,
The Moleskins,
Maurizio,
Desert Stars,
The Sound,
Sandy B,
The American Breed,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Unwound,
Eurythmics,
Barry Ungar,
Flash Fearless,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tim Buckley,
Groovy Waters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marmalade,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Soft Cell,
A Certain Ratio,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minny Pops,
Oblivians,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camberwell Now,
Sun Ra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Darondo,
Electric Prunes,
La Düsseldorf,
Das Ding,
Steve Hackett,
Eve St. Jones,
The Residents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Johnny Clarke,
H. Thieme,
Scott Walker,
Rites of Spring,
the Human League,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Green,
Dead Boys,
Alphaville,
Cecil Taylor,
Suburban Knight,
OOIOO,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Letta Mbulu,
Depeche Mode,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.