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 Belarus and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and New York.
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 clarinet 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 The Raincoats to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deakin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sonics,
Robert Hood,
the Human League,
Althea and Donna,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
This Heat,
Quando Quango,
Nico,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sun City Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dark Day,
Visage,
Barrington Levy,
Sex Pistols,
The Mummies,
The Offenders,
Bad Manners,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ralphi Rosario,
Livin' Joy,
The Moleskins,
Country Teasers,
Steve Hackett,
Pagans,
Rufus Thomas,
Nils Olav,
Banda Bassotti,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Christie,
Ituana,
Lakeside,
Make Up,
Shuggie Otis,
Desert Stars,
Scion,
Marmalade,
the Association,
Dead Boys,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Massinfluence,
Al Stewart,
Yazoo,
ABBA,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Walker Brothers,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gladiators,
D'Angelo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jandek,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.