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 Albania and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lee Hazlewood to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth 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?
Pere Ubu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Skriet,
Basic Channel,
Pantaleimon,
the Human League,
John Cale,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Last Poets,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brand Nubian,
The Kinks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thompson Twins,
Marvin Gaye,
June of 44,
Faust,
Marine Girls,
Quantec,
The Cramps,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Soft Cell,
Television,
Deepchord,
The Cure,
Neu!,
Quando Quango,
Rod Modell,
the Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Byrd,
Liliput,
Johnny Clarke,
Nils Olav,
Lower 48,
Joe Finger,
Stiv Bators,
The Count Five,
Yazoo,
Peter and Kerry,
Funkadelic,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Monks,
Chrome,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wasted Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rotary Connection,
The Move,
Reagan Youth,
Altered Images,
Brass Construction,
Pierre Henry,
Sonic Youth,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.