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 Mali and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skriet to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Bluetip,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Finger,
Erykah Badu,
Unrelated Segments,
kango's stein massive,
Cymande,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mo-Dettes,
The Gun Club,
Anakelly,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Motions,
World's Most,
The Fugs,
Panda Bear,
Scan 7,
Mandrill,
Hashim,
Cameo,
The Pretty Things,
Sarah Menescal,
The Count Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dorothy Ashby,
Von Mondo,
Ponytail,
Judy Mowatt,
Gabor Szabo,
Tres Demented,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Urselle,
Adolescents,
Agitation Free,
Joe Smooth,
The Tremeloes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Maurizio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
The Toasters,
Amon Düül II,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quantec,
The Knickerbockers,
Max Romeo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Girls At Our Best!,
Metal Thangz,
Grauzone,
Howard Jones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Iggy Pop,
the Bar-Kays,
Livin' Joy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Quadrant,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.