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 East Timor and from Calgary.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ultravox to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pulsallama,
Jacob Miller,
Fad Gadget,
Howard Jones,
Young Marble Giants,
A Flock of Seagulls,
X-102,
Sonic Youth,
Black Flag,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Second Layer,
June of 44,
Altered Images,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
cv313,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arcadia,
Michelle Simonal,
The Residents,
Camberwell Now,
Judy Mowatt,
Alton Ellis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cameo,
Blake Baxter,
Warren Ellis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cymande,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sister Nancy,
Thompson Twins,
Main Source,
Chrome,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Letta Mbulu,
The Fire Engines,
The Leaves,
Gabor Szabo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Section 25,
Stereo Dub,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Sonics,
Eric Copeland,
Ohio Players,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Swans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Livin' Joy,
Mission of Burma,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Stooges,
The Misunderstood,
Drexciya,
Matthew Bourne,
Danielle Patucci,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.