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 Switzerland and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes 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 Youth Brigade to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
June Days,
Robert Wyatt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alison Limerick,
World's Most,
The Evens,
Ronnie Foster,
Mandrill,
Piero Umiliani,
The Barracudas,
Monolake,
La Düsseldorf,
The Invisible,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fuzztones,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Misunderstood,
Excepter,
the Slits,
The Cure,
David Bowie,
Godley & Creme,
Moss Icon,
Alice Coltrane,
Gichy Dan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed,
Hoover,
Maurizio,
The Victims,
Graham Central Station,
The Birthday Party,
Danielle Patucci,
Boredoms,
Wings,
Flipper,
B.T. Express,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Black Dice,
ABBA,
Pussy Galore,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Smoke,
CMW,
The Young Rascals,
Chris Corsano,
Popol Vuh,
Joy Division,
Audionom,
The American Breed,
Rapeman,
Rotary Connection,
Barbara Tucker,
The Residents,
Nick Fraelich,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.