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 Macedonia and from Accra.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Roxette to the dance 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mr. Review record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Rekid,
Guru Guru,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Seeds,
D'Angelo,
The Trojans,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Warren Ellis,
Peter and Kerry,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Selecter,
Groovy Waters,
The Fortunes,
Nils Olav,
Von Mondo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Graham Central Station,
Mantronix,
Ralphi Rosario,
JFA,
The Birthday Party,
Hashim,
Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
The Fire Engines,
Mr. Review,
Flipper,
The Gap Band,
Underground Resistance,
Jeff Lynne,
Radiohead,
Faraquet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Essential Logic,
The Beau Brummels,
Robert Görl,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wings,
Warsaw,
Gang Green,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dennis Brown,
Terrestrial Tones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jacques Brel,
Nick Fraelich,
Pylon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mandrill,
Ultra Naté,
Dead Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jawbox,
Colin Newman,
Ituana,
Erykah Badu,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.