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 Latvia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Harmonia to the dance 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Moody Blues,
the Germs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Soft Cell,
Jawbox,
A Certain Ratio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Procol Harum,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Faust,
Soul II Soul,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Letta Mbulu,
Supertramp,
Todd Terry,
Qualms,
Funky Four + One,
Robert Görl,
Bush Tetras,
Whodini,
The Music Machine,
Chris Corsano,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scrapy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Birthday Party,
The Black Dice,
Technova,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Pus,
The Star Department,
Harmonia,
Zero Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Tremeloes,
Unwound,
Eli Mardock,
The Gap Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Pere Ubu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rekid,
ABBA,
Boredoms,
10cc,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Public Image Ltd.,
Zapp,
The Stooges,
JFA,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
MC5,
Roxy Music,
Alton Ellis,
The Grass Roots,
Hoover,
Albert Ayler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.