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 Guinea and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator 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 Simply Red to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Nick Fraelich,
Quando Quango,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ice-T,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barry Ungar,
The Modern Lovers,
Youth Brigade,
B.T. Express,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rosa Yemen,
New York Dolls,
The Shadows of Knight,
A Certain Ratio,
Public Enemy,
The Music Machine,
Public Image Ltd.,
Japan,
Yellowson,
PIL,
Delon & Dalcan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Electric Prunes,
Ken Boothe,
Vladislav Delay,
Unwound,
Radiohead,
Chris Corsano,
Soul Sonic Force,
June Days,
Stetsasonic,
kango's stein massive,
F. McDonald,
Pierre Henry,
Kevin Saunderson,
Quantec,
Hardrive,
Model 500,
The Walker Brothers,
Sällskapet,
Marine Girls,
Bang On A Can,
the Slits,
Essential Logic,
Mary Jane Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Technova,
Intrusion,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ten City,
Anthony Braxton,
DJ Style,
Aaron Thompson,
Michelle Simonal,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dead Boys,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.