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 Liberia and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Ken Boothe to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Khruangbin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Von Mondo,
Desert Stars,
Procol Harum,
Cluster,
Lungfish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thompson Twins,
Electric Prunes,
Pussy Galore,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Circle Jerks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eurythmics,
The Blues Magoos,
The Golliwogs,
The Smiths,
The Real Kids,
Yellowson,
the Soft Cell,
New Order,
The Cowsills,
Pharoah Sanders,
Iggy Pop,
Danielle Patucci,
A Certain Ratio,
EPMD,
Quantec,
The Grass Roots,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kas Product,
Lalo Schifrin,
Johnny Clarke,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool Moe Dee,
K-Klass,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Blake Baxter,
Grauzone,
Buzzcocks,
Yaz,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wasted Youth,
Eli Mardock,
Metal Thangz,
The Wake,
Sister Nancy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Babytalk,
Eric Dolphy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gong,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rhythm & Sound,
Maurizio,
Peter & Gordon,
Piero Umiliani,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.