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 Macedonia and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 rhodes 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 Rotary Connection to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
PIL,
Brick,
David McCallum,
Ponytail,
Circle Jerks,
Peter and Kerry,
Isaac Hayes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Mars,
Charles Mingus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quando Quango,
Donald Byrd,
Von Mondo,
E-Dancer,
Don Cherry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABC,
Stiv Bators,
Crime,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Smiths,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Coltrane,
Little Man,
cv313,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Laurel Aitken,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tomorrow,
The Selecter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Searchers,
Youth Brigade,
Cal Tjader,
June of 44,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Electric Prunes,
Funky Four + One,
Unrelated Segments,
Gichy Dan,
T.S.O.L.,
Sight & Sound,
David Bowie,
Gabor Szabo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Al Stewart,
Radiohead,
The Cowsills,
The Seeds,
Monks,
Jandek,
The Residents,
The Names,
Scan 7,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.