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 Honduras and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Ken Boothe,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Groovy Waters,
The Raincoats,
Eric Copeland,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rod Modell,
Magma,
the Human League,
These Immortal Souls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anthony Braxton,
Visage,
ABBA,
Dark Day,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Leaves,
Silicon Teens,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cal Tjader,
The Names,
Drive Like Jehu,
Albert Ayler,
Marine Girls,
Boredoms,
Yaz,
a-ha,
Funky Four + One,
Country Teasers,
Scott Walker,
Skarface,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sugar Minott,
Black Flag,
Maurizio,
Monks,
The Monochrome Set,
Angry Samoans,
The Blues Magoos,
Cymande,
Howard Jones,
The Last Poets,
Adolescents,
The Electric Prunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Easy Going,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lungfish,
Stetsasonic,
Marmalade,
Roxette,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.