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 Thailand and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pagans to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Theoretical Girls,
Oneida,
Mr. Review,
Outsiders,
Barbara Tucker,
Zapp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fire Engines,
The Buckinghams,
Make Up,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang of Four,
the Soft Cell,
Flash Fearless,
Eve St. Jones,
Icehouse,
The Gap Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gichy Dan,
DJ Sneak,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quadrant,
The Fall,
Connie Case,
Dave Gahan,
Goldenarms,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed,
Joe Smooth,
Patti Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
John Coltrane,
Infiniti,
Interpol,
The Moody Blues,
Roxy Music,
Harry Pussy,
The Victims,
Schoolly D,
Audionom,
Brass Construction,
The Fuzztones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter & Gordon,
Sarah Menescal,
Terry Callier,
The Raincoats,
Adolescents,
Smog,
Youth Brigade,
Don Cherry,
Sight & Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
Fela Kuti,
David McCallum,
10cc,
Lindisfarne,
Urselle,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.