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 Haiti and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet 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 Shoche to the rock 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pagans,
Qualms,
The Stooges,
Funky Four + One,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Todd Rundgren,
Television Personalities,
The Neon Judgement,
Glambeats Corp.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
U.S. Maple,
Maurizio,
The New Christs,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Terry,
X-101,
Marcia Griffiths,
Simply Red,
Bang On A Can,
Easy Going,
Isaac Hayes,
Radiohead,
Terry Callier,
The Cowsills,
David Axelrod,
Ornette Coleman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pylon,
Idris Muhammad,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Angry Samoans,
Loose Ends,
Wolf Eyes,
Japan,
Maleditus Sound,
The Doors,
Ultravox,
The Vogues,
the Soft Cell,
UT,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ohio Players,
Ronan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kas Product,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nirvana,
The Standells,
Bobby Byrd,
Lungfish,
Whodini,
Parry Music,
Iggy Pop,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Pus,
The Selecter,
Sonic Youth,
Gabor Szabo,
The Sonics,
The Sound,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.