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 Costa Rica and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Graham Central Station 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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fortunes,
Essential Logic,
Fluxion,
Todd Rundgren,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nils Olav,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Laurel Aitken,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerri Chandler,
Harpers Bizarre,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
JFA,
Sight & Sound,
Camberwell Now,
Easy Going,
Royal Trux,
Angry Samoans,
Can,
Mars,
K-Klass,
Aloha Tigers,
kango's stein massive,
Peter & Gordon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Danielle Patucci,
Toni Rubio,
Connie Case,
Alton Ellis,
Jawbox,
Robert Görl,
Eurythmics,
Minnie Riperton,
Franke,
Electric Prunes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Colin Newman,
China Crisis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hot Snakes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bad Manners,
Negative Approach,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fugs,
Bronski Beat,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
B.T. Express,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roxette,
Tim Buckley,
Icehouse,
Y Pants,
Basic Channel,
Todd Terry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gun Club,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gichy Dan,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.