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 Burundi and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Marine Girls to the disco 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 Names. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Rekid,
Bizarre Inc.,
Barrington Levy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joe Finger,
Letta Mbulu,
MDC,
Cybotron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minutemen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Depeche Mode,
Joey Negro,
Joensuu 1685,
The Real Kids,
Saccharine Trust,
Thompson Twins,
Sight & Sound,
Scrapy,
Adolescents,
Liliput,
Tubeway Army,
Desert Stars,
Susan Cadogan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Q and Not U,
Nik Kershaw,
John Lydon,
Bang On A Can,
U.S. Maple,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bush Tetras,
Organ,
Visage,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Zapp,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Spandau Ballet,
The Doors,
Janne Schatter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
A Certain Ratio,
X-Ray Spex,
Camberwell Now,
Funkadelic,
Blossom Toes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Association,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bluetip,
Ludus,
Pussy Galore,
Brothers Johnson,
Dual Sessions,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.