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 Croatia and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 John Foxx to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Metal Thangz,
Rotary Connection,
Symarip,
Harry Pussy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camberwell Now,
This Heat,
X-101,
Steve Hackett,
Dark Day,
Cluster,
Circle Jerks,
The Invisible,
a-ha,
The Zeros,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gichy Dan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Monks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Isaac Hayes,
Soul II Soul,
The New Christs,
Eden Ahbez,
The Saints,
Gang Starr,
Rites of Spring,
Urselle,
Barbara Tucker,
Severed Heads,
Sister Nancy,
Adolescents,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Faust,
Fad Gadget,
Gabor Szabo,
The Selecter,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Connie Case,
PIL,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
Boz Scaggs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Avey Tare,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
In Retrospect,
Dead Boys,
DJ Style,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Kinks,
Warsaw,
Skaos,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Sherman,
Television,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.