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 Ukraine and from New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bill Near to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Todd Rundgren,
Charles Mingus,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
FM Einheit,
Sixth Finger,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pagans,
Television,
Nik Kershaw,
OOIOO,
Black Pus,
Rites of Spring,
Joensuu 1685,
Bobby Sherman,
D'Angelo,
Chris Corsano,
Toni Rubio,
Mission of Burma,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Public Enemy,
Gichy Dan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Grauzone,
Babytalk,
Yazoo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Reagan Youth,
Bang On A Can,
48th St. Collective,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
Warren Ellis,
Black Moon,
Fela Kuti,
The Gun Club,
Peter & Gordon,
Cluster,
the Association,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barry Ungar,
The J.B.'s,
Subhumans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fat Boys,
Moby Grape,
Bootsy Collins,
The Happenings,
Nirvana,
The Red Krayola,
UT,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kerri Chandler,
kango's stein massive,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.