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 Cambodia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 ABC to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Sugar Minott,
Harpers Bizarre,
Infiniti,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Velvet Underground,
Main Source,
Gichy Dan,
Electric Prunes,
Bauhaus,
John Coltrane,
The Gladiators,
The Standells,
Blossom Toes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
Roxette,
One Last Wish,
The Angels of Light,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joe Finger,
Unwound,
Whodini,
Youth Brigade,
Ultimate Spinach,
Basic Channel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cecil Taylor,
The Doors,
Cybotron,
Idris Muhammad,
Inner City,
Eden Ahbez,
Reuben Wilson,
the Sonics,
Negative Approach,
Rosa Yemen,
Freddie Wadling,
Toni Rubio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chris & Cosey,
Television Personalities,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Maleditus Sound,
Dorothy Ashby,
Subhumans,
Scott Walker,
Fad Gadget,
Lindisfarne,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sparks,
Dead Boys,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rekid,
The Kinks,
The New Christs,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.