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 Ecuador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Lou Christie to the jazz 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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Marvin Gaye,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Basic Channel,
Gichy Dan,
Ten City,
Isaac Hayes,
Barbara Tucker,
In Retrospect,
Quadrant,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric Copeland,
Moss Icon,
the Germs,
Mandrill,
Pierre Henry,
F. McDonald,
Toni Rubio,
The Invisible,
The American Breed,
Danielle Patucci,
Minor Threat,
The Litter,
Lebanon Hanover,
Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
The Blackbyrds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swans,
Index,
U.S. Maple,
Sister Nancy,
Joe Smooth,
Roxy Music,
Camouflage,
The Busters,
DJ Sneak,
Qualms,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nils Olav,
Pantytec,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Dolphy,
MC5,
Aswad,
Little Man,
Oblivians,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Pus,
Adolescents,
The Techniques,
Ohio Players,
Pharoah Sanders,
Junior Murvin,
Subhumans,
The Skatalites,
Mantronix,
Marmalade,
Hasil Adkins,
New York Dolls,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.