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 Kosovo and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Second Layer to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Wally Richardson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Bar-Kays,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Barracudas,
The Smiths,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brick,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yazoo,
CMW,
Idris Muhammad,
Popol Vuh,
Byron Stingily,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bluetip,
Nils Olav,
Max Romeo,
JFA,
Scrapy,
Ice-T,
Country Teasers,
Grauzone,
Tomorrow,
The Gap Band,
Sister Nancy,
Oneida,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stiv Bators,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Skatalites,
Anakelly,
The Raincoats,
Zapp,
New York Dolls,
Adolescents,
The American Breed,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dark Day,
Suicide,
Sun City Girls,
Monolake,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scratch Acid,
Aloha Tigers,
The Zeros,
The Real Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sonics,
Television Personalities,
Tim Buckley,
Mars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
B.T. Express,
Theoretical Girls,
Icehouse,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.