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 Czech Republic and from Madrid.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Grandmaster Flash to the funk 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Jandek,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Swans,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Sherman,
Harry Pussy,
Aaron Thompson,
Pantaleimon,
X-102,
The Divine Comedy,
Funky Four + One,
Dave Gahan,
Pussy Galore,
Soft Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Khruangbin,
Moby Grape,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pantytec,
Terrestrial Tones,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Stooges,
Stetsasonic,
Deakin,
AZ,
Sex Pistols,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gong,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
E-Dancer,
Nas,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Tremeloes,
Audionom,
Derrick Morgan,
Infiniti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Section 25,
Cameo,
The Dead C,
Sun City Girls,
Juan Atkins,
The Beau Brummels,
Vladislav Delay,
L. Decosne,
R.M.O.,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Danielle Patucci,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Selecter,
Radio Birdman,
Nils Olav,
Suburban Knight,
Average White Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bronski Beat,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.