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 Brazil 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Leaves to the rock 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
The Happenings,
Ken Boothe,
Amazonics,
Jawbox,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lalann,
Das Ding,
The Smoke,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Vladislav Delay,
The Pretty Things,
China Crisis,
Agitation Free,
Stiv Bators,
Thompson Twins,
Second Layer,
Arab on Radar,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick May,
Connie Case,
The Sound,
Fluxion,
Agent Orange,
The Selecter,
Warsaw,
The Mojo Men,
the Association,
The Flesh Eaters,
Altered Images,
Section 25,
JFA,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Vogues,
The Golliwogs,
Fat Boys,
E-Dancer,
Intrusion,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brothers Johnson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Faraquet,
Crispian St. Peters,
Buzzcocks,
Technova,
Stereo Dub,
The Searchers,
Andrew Hill,
Panda Bear,
Outsiders,
The Skatalites,
Fatback Band,
Lou Reed,
Matthew Bourne,
Brass Construction,
Gang Starr,
Godley & Creme,
Talk Talk,
Rosa Yemen,
Animal Collective,
The Divine Comedy,
Soft Machine,
X-102,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.