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 Swaziland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron 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 Yaz to the crunk 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Iggy Pop,
Eden Ahbez,
The Blackbyrds,
Japan,
La Düsseldorf,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Youth Brigade,
Michelle Simonal,
Pagans,
Yaz,
Niagra,
Aural Exciters,
Amon Düül,
T.S.O.L.,
Fela Kuti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Glenn Branca,
Reagan Youth,
Kas Product,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bad Manners,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Five Americans,
Panda Bear,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Womack,
Tom Boy,
Alison Limerick,
The Angels of Light,
Nas,
Maleditus Sound,
Josef K,
Technova,
Sandy B,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
F. McDonald,
Flash Fearless,
Intrusion,
X-102,
Rapeman,
The Moody Blues,
Sun Ra,
Amazonics,
Outsiders,
Skriet,
Royal Trux,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camouflage,
Sound Behaviour,
Sexual Harrassment,
Barry Ungar,
Bush Tetras,
Lucky Dragons,
the Germs,
The J.B.'s,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.