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 Grenada and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the funk 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
In Retrospect,
The Happenings,
Pet Shop Boys,
Peter and Kerry,
Harry Pussy,
Marcia Griffiths,
48th St. Collective,
Eden Ahbez,
Rekid,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Todd Terry,
Connie Case,
Joensuu 1685,
Spoonie Gee,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Matthew Bourne,
Wings,
Liliput,
Gang Green,
Pantytec,
Cabaret Voltaire,
A Certain Ratio,
Lyres,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
JFA,
The Count Five,
Zapp,
The Star Department,
Scan 7,
Maurizio,
Fluxion,
Con Funk Shun,
Porter Ricks,
Depeche Mode,
The American Breed,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Blake Baxter,
Ice-T,
Carl Craig,
Interpol,
Jandek,
The Human League,
Organ,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Graham Central Station,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crash Course in Science,
Second Layer,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eve St. Jones,
The Real Kids,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yazoo,
Swans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Last Poets,
Scion,
Das Ding,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.