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 Georgia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron 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 New York Dolls to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bang On A Can,
The Stooges,
Saccharine Trust,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Adolescents,
Suicide,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eric B and Rakim,
Chris Corsano,
Anthony Braxton,
OOIOO,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
Glambeats Corp.,
Oblivians,
Depeche Mode,
Henry Cow,
PIL,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cluster,
Groovy Waters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aswad,
The Music Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
Ohio Players,
Gichy Dan,
Electric Prunes,
Blancmange,
Pharoah Sanders,
Faust,
ABBA,
Main Source,
Theoretical Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Magazine,
Deepchord,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Monochrome Set,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fat Boys,
The Evens,
Porter Ricks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Danielle Patucci,
Schoolly D,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yazoo,
The United States of America,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Skatalites,
Nik Kershaw,
Oneida,
Magma,
Darondo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
kango's stein massive,
Al Stewart,
Monolake,
Shoche,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.