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 Gabon and from Houston.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes 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 Terry Callier to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Leonard Cohen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ronnie Foster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Janne Schatter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mary Jane Girls,
D'Angelo,
The Cowsills,
Scion,
The Blues Magoos,
Johnny Clarke,
Chris Corsano,
The Selecter,
Eddi Front,
Glenn Branca,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lower 48,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Icehouse,
Mr. Review,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Agitation Free,
The Blackbyrds,
Matthew Halsall,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pierre Henry,
Q and Not U,
The Buckinghams,
the Slits,
Chris & Cosey,
Duran Duran,
Can,
Nation of Ulysses,
Moss Icon,
Barrington Levy,
In Retrospect,
Arcadia,
Stereo Dub,
Angry Samoans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brass Construction,
Idris Muhammad,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Christie,
Youth Brigade,
JFA,
Section 25,
Television,
Sugar Minott,
Rufus Thomas,
KRS-One,
Lucky Dragons,
Ice-T,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
MC5,
Basic Channel,
Niagra,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.