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 Vietnam and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ralphi Rosario to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Grandmaster Flash,
Negative Approach,
The Leaves,
Marvin Gaye,
Cecil Taylor,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Josef K,
The Slits,
Howard Jones,
Fatback Band,
In Retrospect,
The Beau Brummels,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantaleimon,
Banda Bassotti,
Kayak,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Hood,
The Residents,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ossler,
Lou Reed,
The Smiths,
Throbbing Gristle,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Newcleus,
Danielle Patucci,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Happenings,
Agitation Free,
Panda Bear,
Second Layer,
Guru Guru,
MDC,
The Detroit Cobras,
Charles Mingus,
New Age Steppers,
the Association,
Boz Scaggs,
Infiniti,
The Golliwogs,
Minor Threat,
Nick Fraelich,
Sight & Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Porter Ricks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roxette,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Michelle Simonal,
Ponytail,
the Human League,
Rekid,
Television,
Glenn Branca,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.