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 Armenia and from London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joey Negro to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Stetsasonic,
X-101,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Kinks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
EPMD,
Bill Near,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jesper Dahlback,
Delon & Dalcan,
Amon Düül II,
the Slits,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Section 25,
Tomorrow,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kaleidoscope,
Loose Ends,
Model 500,
The Wake,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mandrill,
Dave Gahan,
Pagans,
The Associates,
Frankie Knuckles,
Visage,
Aloha Tigers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Yazoo,
Soft Cell,
Cal Tjader,
Harpers Bizarre,
Henry Cow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
OOIOO,
Johnny Osbourne,
Donny Hathaway,
Groovy Waters,
The Pretty Things,
The Happenings,
Rekid,
Bad Manners,
K-Klass,
The Blackbyrds,
The Blues Magoos,
The Mojo Men,
Althea and Donna,
The Skatalites,
Joe Smooth,
Archie Shepp,
The Smoke,
Pulsallama,
World's Most,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.