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 Peru and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Chrome to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Terry Callier,
The Gories,
Joe Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pylon,
the Soft Cell,
Bluetip,
The Angels of Light,
Donald Byrd,
Joy Division,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kaleidoscope,
Marc Almond,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rekid,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Magma,
The Neon Judgement,
Sällskapet,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Sherman,
Audionom,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tres Demented,
Television Personalities,
Eve St. Jones,
Fluxion,
Jerry's Kids,
The Red Krayola,
Ultra Naté,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dual Sessions,
Stetsasonic,
Eric Dolphy,
Rosa Yemen,
The Smiths,
Easy Going,
The New Christs,
Nico,
Funky Four + One,
Sandy B,
Bobby Womack,
Lungfish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Funkadelic,
Cheater Slicks,
Dead Boys,
Barclay James Harvest,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Buckinghams,
Von Mondo,
Animal Collective,
Popol Vuh,
Zapp,
The Standells,
Bootsy Collins,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.