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 Togo and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Andrew Hill to the disco 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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Barbara Tucker,
ABBA,
Ice-T,
Barry Ungar,
Sexual Harrassment,
X-Ray Spex,
The Index,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gladiators,
The Blackbyrds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Derrick May,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Shoche,
Toni Rubio,
X-101,
Rod Modell,
Harry Pussy,
The Smiths,
The New Christs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fatback Band,
Lower 48,
Judy Mowatt,
The Vogues,
The Young Rascals,
Schoolly D,
The Remains,
Blossom Toes,
Tubeway Army,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Sherman,
Nas,
New Order,
The Divine Comedy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Underground Resistance,
MDC,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Outsiders,
the Normal,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chris & Cosey,
Kurtis Blow,
Pussy Galore,
Unwound,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lucky Dragons,
Davy DMX,
Goldenarms,
Cymande,
Anakelly,
Ten City,
Average White Band,
Second Layer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.