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 Ireland and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar 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 Quantec to the grime 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxy Music,
Theoretical Girls,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Johnny Clarke,
The Young Rascals,
June Days,
DNA,
The Mojo Men,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jeff Lynne,
Bob Dylan,
Gang Starr,
Godley & Creme,
Loose Ends,
David McCallum,
The Gories,
Derrick Morgan,
Danielle Patucci,
Glenn Branca,
The Names,
Fad Gadget,
Main Source,
Yaz,
The Cramps,
cv313,
T. Rex,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ten City,
Gang of Four,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sällskapet,
The Count Five,
Maleditus Sound,
Smog,
Index,
K-Klass,
Nico,
Dorothy Ashby,
Reagan Youth,
ABC,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Motorama,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Last Poets,
The Saints,
Hoover,
Piero Umiliani,
Suicide,
U.S. Maple,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Davy DMX,
Youth Brigade,
Spandau Ballet,
X-Ray Spex,
Oblivians,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.