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 Iceland and from New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Scratch Acid,
The Velvet Underground,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bronski Beat,
Shoche,
The Blackbyrds,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Pop Group,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ice-T,
Can,
Zero Boys,
Mandrill,
Interpol,
The Pretty Things,
Roger Hodgson,
the Normal,
Parry Music,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
MDC,
Guru Guru,
The Alarm Clocks,
Anakelly,
The Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lebanon Hanover,
Leonard Cohen,
Prince Buster,
Amon Düül II,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ohio Players,
The Zeros,
Aswad,
John Coltrane,
John Lydon,
Lalann,
Avey Tare,
The Standells,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Quando Quango,
ABC,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Schoolly D,
the Slits,
Suicide,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jandek,
Television,
Tomorrow,
Mo-Dettes,
Jacob Miller,
Funkadelic,
The Smoke,
The Moleskins,
kango's stein massive,
Desert Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lyres,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.