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 Peru and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 10cc to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Agent Orange,
Lower 48,
Charles Mingus,
Sarah Menescal,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Wyatt,
Grey Daturas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Moss Icon,
Young Marble Giants,
Skarface,
Todd Terry,
Derrick Morgan,
Bill Wells,
Surgeon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fortunes,
The Seeds,
Accadde A,
Juan Atkins,
Susan Cadogan,
Kas Product,
Supertramp,
the Normal,
Newcleus,
the Germs,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang of Four,
Alton Ellis,
Underground Resistance,
Sex Pistols,
Rakim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mars,
E-Dancer,
Bizarre Inc.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jandek,
Boredoms,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The J.B.'s,
Das Ding,
Circle Jerks,
Aural Exciters,
New York Dolls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nils Olav,
Crash Course in Science,
Fugazi,
Pere Ubu,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crooked Eye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brothers Johnson,
Rufus Thomas,
Kenny Larkin,
Lyres,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.