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 Morocco and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gichy Dan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Monks,
The Angels of Light,
Camberwell Now,
Visage,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
ABC,
Scrapy,
The Residents,
Monolake,
Man Parrish,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sex Pistols,
The Five Americans,
Surgeon,
John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
Aloha Tigers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
LL Cool J,
Circle Jerks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Icehouse,
The Divine Comedy,
Wolf Eyes,
Gichy Dan,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Seeds,
Bauhaus,
The Stooges,
Morten Harket,
Banda Bassotti,
Ornette Coleman,
Marmalade,
Sam Rivers,
Charles Mingus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
World's Most,
The Mummies,
Kevin Saunderson,
Unrelated Segments,
Fear,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Al Stewart,
Kenny Larkin,
Brothers Johnson,
Depeche Mode,
The Detroit Cobras,
Japan,
Pagans,
New Order,
The Standells,
Mars,
Khruangbin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Blossom Toes,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.