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 Ukraine and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pole to the rock 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
The Gories,
Derrick May,
Wings,
Jacques Brel,
Dennis Brown,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The J.B.'s,
Thompson Twins,
a-ha,
Godley & Creme,
AZ,
Dave Gahan,
David Bowie,
the Bar-Kays,
Bang On A Can,
Albert Ayler,
Blancmange,
Eric Dolphy,
Scan 7,
Lou Reed,
Half Japanese,
David McCallum,
Moss Icon,
Ronan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Normal,
Yaz,
The Gap Band,
Icehouse,
Bluetip,
The Last Poets,
Sam Rivers,
K-Klass,
Gong,
Japan,
Quando Quango,
LL Cool J,
The Birthday Party,
Ronnie Foster,
The Blackbyrds,
Bob Dylan,
Ten City,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fear,
Agent Orange,
Rhythm & Sound,
CMW,
48th St. Collective,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fugazi,
The Count Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Kurtis Blow,
Suburban Knight,
The Mojo Men,
Pole,
Cheater Slicks,
Amazonics,
Talk Talk,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.