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 Ghana and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Hardrive to the rap 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Boredoms,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eddi Front,
Ultra Naté,
Infiniti,
Severed Heads,
Josef K,
Newcleus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Underground Resistance,
Audionom,
Fatback Band,
Blossom Toes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crooked Eye,
Lungfish,
Banda Bassotti,
Country Teasers,
China Crisis,
Easy Going,
The Wake,
Max Romeo,
The Vogues,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Techniques,
Das Ding,
These Immortal Souls,
Kenny Larkin,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aswad,
The United States of America,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fat Boys,
Morten Harket,
The Pop Group,
John Coltrane,
Brand Nubian,
Guru Guru,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
ABC,
Joensuu 1685,
48th St. Collective,
Visage,
Skarface,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cymande,
Harry Pussy,
Eurythmics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fugs,
Qualms,
The Beau Brummels,
Mantronix,
The Skatalites,
Fluxion,
Black Sheep,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dorothy Ashby,
Althea and Donna,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gun Club,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.