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 Uganda and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jeff Mills to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Marcia Griffiths,
Danielle Patucci,
Eddi Front,
Joyce Sims,
Prince Buster,
James White and The Blacks,
ABC,
Infiniti,
The Mojo Men,
The Count Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Tubeway Army,
Ice-T,
Pantytec,
David McCallum,
Wolf Eyes,
Connie Case,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Anakelly,
La Düsseldorf,
Faraquet,
Talk Talk,
The Red Krayola,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Swans,
The J.B.'s,
Black Moon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Guru Guru,
Silicon Teens,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oblivians,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Motions,
Girls At Our Best!,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sam Rivers,
The Fire Engines,
kango's stein massive,
The Evens,
The Sonics,
Slave,
Black Bananas,
Fad Gadget,
Soul II Soul,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cluster,
Unrelated Segments,
Carl Craig,
Chris Corsano,
LL Cool J,
Wally Richardson,
Pulsallama,
Model 500,
Jawbox,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dark Day,
Black Flag,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.