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 Egypt and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Adolescents to the jazz 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
The Pretty Things,
Suicide,
Supertramp,
Sound Behaviour,
James White and The Blacks,
Todd Rundgren,
Arcadia,
New Order,
Oblivians,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Derrick Morgan,
Sam Rivers,
Rapeman,
Juan Atkins,
The Blackbyrds,
Chrome,
Fatback Band,
Bill Near,
Hoover,
The Associates,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Erykah Badu,
The Monks,
Bronski Beat,
Can,
The Electric Prunes,
Gichy Dan,
Loose Ends,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Swans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Toni Rubio,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Bananas,
Q and Not U,
Skaos,
Wire,
Bootsy Collins,
Saccharine Trust,
Kurtis Blow,
Dark Day,
Newcleus,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Magazine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pantytec,
Second Layer,
Angry Samoans,
The Flesh Eaters,
China Crisis,
K-Klass,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Von Mondo,
Rosa Yemen,
the Human League,
Minny Pops,
Aural Exciters,
The Birthday Party,
The Walker Brothers,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.