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 United Kingdom 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
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 spring reverb 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 Marmalade to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Josef K,
Parry Music,
Altered Images,
ABC,
Los Fastidios,
The Count Five,
The Searchers,
Arcadia,
Lou Christie,
Flash Fearless,
Pantaleimon,
The Zeros,
Chris Corsano,
La Düsseldorf,
cv313,
Junior Murvin,
Terrestrial Tones,
X-102,
Fela Kuti,
Loose Ends,
The Moody Blues,
Subhumans,
Saccharine Trust,
Judy Mowatt,
Moss Icon,
Kenny Larkin,
Second Layer,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ronan,
Flipper,
Anakelly,
Scott Walker,
ABBA,
Jacob Miller,
Sarah Menescal,
Roxy Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Monochrome Set,
The Residents,
Absolute Body Control,
MDC,
The Leaves,
Gang of Four,
Brothers Johnson,
These Immortal Souls,
One Last Wish,
Black Moon,
Q65,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lalann,
Tim Buckley,
Jawbox,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Groovy Waters,
Shuggie Otis,
Scion,
a-ha,
E-Dancer,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.