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 Tunisia and from Seoul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Lou Christie to the disco 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare,
Babytalk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nation of Ulysses,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Gang Dance,
Idris Muhammad,
Liliput,
Davy DMX,
Scrapy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Human League,
Deadbeat,
Shoche,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jawbox,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sällskapet,
Prince Buster,
Metal Thangz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Circle Jerks,
Aloha Tigers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dead C,
Fad Gadget,
Half Japanese,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Soft Cell,
The Misunderstood,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxy Music,
Robert Wyatt,
Panda Bear,
Fluxion,
The Pop Group,
DNA,
Henry Cow,
Donald Byrd,
The Real Kids,
Excepter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Donny Hathaway,
Dawn Penn,
The Residents,
Crispy Ambulance,
Isaac Hayes,
Siglo XX,
Peter & Gordon,
Cluster,
Outsiders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eric Copeland,
The Doobie Brothers,
X-102,
Black Pus,
Mission of Burma,
Fugazi,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moss Icon,
Model 500,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.