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 Solomon Islands and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sparks to the electroclash 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mandrill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Metal Thangz,
Ronnie Foster,
10cc,
Underground Resistance,
Panda Bear,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fortunes,
Rakim,
Toni Rubio,
The Slits,
Pere Ubu,
Jawbox,
Ossler,
Oblivians,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fall,
Davy DMX,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Searchers,
Erasure,
Anthony Braxton,
Easy Going,
FM Einheit,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
Black Flag,
Cal Tjader,
Unwound,
Mission of Burma,
The Fuzztones,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wasted Youth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hashim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jacob Miller,
Marine Girls,
Erykah Badu,
Nico,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pierre Henry,
Maleditus Sound,
Animal Collective,
The Zeros,
Eve St. Jones,
Swell Maps,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skaos,
Masters at Work,
Jeff Mills,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Sonics,
Gang of Four,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Pus,
The Seeds,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.