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 Bahrain and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Chris Corsano,
The Fortunes,
Kayak,
Altered Images,
Section 25,
Liliput,
Roxy Music,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boredoms,
Soft Cell,
The Index,
Black Sheep,
The Last Poets,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Christie,
JFA,
Alphaville,
Oneida,
The Offenders,
Prince Buster,
The Five Americans,
Negative Approach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Khruangbin,
Absolute Body Control,
Fugazi,
Joy Division,
Sex Pistols,
Joey Negro,
Rapeman,
ABBA,
Bad Manners,
Todd Rundgren,
The Durutti Column,
The Associates,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bang On A Can,
Roxette,
Patti Smith,
Michelle Simonal,
R.M.O.,
B.T. Express,
Subhumans,
Gang of Four,
The Monks,
June of 44,
New Age Steppers,
cv313,
Fear,
Tommy Roe,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alice Coltrane,
H. Thieme,
Graham Central Station,
Second Layer,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lalann,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Toasters,
Motorama,
Goldenarms,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.