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 Taiwan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Sonic Youth,
Section 25,
The Busters,
Fatback Band,
Slick Rick,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Kinks,
Morten Harket,
Johnny Clarke,
Girls At Our Best!,
Schoolly D,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lalann,
The New Christs,
Skriet,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fad Gadget,
Tim Buckley,
Spandau Ballet,
Technova,
The Pretty Things,
Jerry's Kids,
Quando Quango,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric Copeland,
Sight & Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Pere Ubu,
Steve Hackett,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Charles Mingus,
The Misunderstood,
These Immortal Souls,
D'Angelo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Faraquet,
Josef K,
The Star Department,
Blake Baxter,
Anthony Braxton,
Archie Shepp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pantytec,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Radio Birdman,
Underground Resistance,
Zapp,
Adolescents,
Moebius,
Soft Machine,
DJ Sneak,
Sarah Menescal,
Niagra,
Unwound,
Aswad,
Excepter,
Sun City Girls,
Arab on Radar,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Amazonics,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.