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 Austria and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Monks to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
X-101,
Chris & Cosey,
X-Ray Spex,
Inner City,
Barry Ungar,
Drexciya,
Delon & Dalcan,
Siglo XX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minor Threat,
Radiohead,
Sam Rivers,
The Dave Clark Five,
AZ,
Chrome,
The Angels of Light,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Negative Approach,
Second Layer,
The Selecter,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Make Up,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Durutti Column,
Unwound,
David Bowie,
Joe Finger,
Nik Kershaw,
Schoolly D,
Mantronix,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brand Nubian,
The Birthday Party,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter and Kerry,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Raincoats,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hasil Adkins,
Rufus Thomas,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fat Boys,
John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
Nils Olav,
Danielle Patucci,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Japan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Q and Not U,
Reagan Youth,
Yaz,
Desert Stars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Groovy Waters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Organ,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.