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 Romania and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Archie Shepp to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Marine Girls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Los Fastidios,
JFA,
Faraquet,
Reagan Youth,
Judy Mowatt,
The Invisible,
The Monochrome Set,
Gichy Dan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Amon Düül II,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Coltrane,
Cal Tjader,
Pole,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Raincoats,
Hoover,
Second Layer,
Dual Sessions,
Sixth Finger,
One Last Wish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deepchord,
The Grass Roots,
Gabor Szabo,
The Durutti Column,
Saccharine Trust,
the Germs,
L. Decosne,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang of Four,
PIL,
Desert Stars,
Fad Gadget,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mark Hollis,
The Angels of Light,
cv313,
Grauzone,
Bronski Beat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
The Associates,
Jacob Miller,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lower 48,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Vogues,
Alton Ellis,
Con Funk Shun,
Ten City,
Marmalade,
Idris Muhammad,
Sällskapet,
R.M.O.,
Fear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.