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 Cairo.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tom Boy to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Jerry Gold Smith,
One Last Wish,
The Young Rascals,
Inner City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Spoonie Gee,
The Blackbyrds,
Second Layer,
Average White Band,
Brass Construction,
Moebius,
Chrome,
Skriet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Vogues,
Desert Stars,
The Zeros,
Letta Mbulu,
Los Fastidios,
Joy Division,
The Barracudas,
John Lydon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scott Walker,
Roxy Music,
New Order,
The Litter,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dawn Penn,
Banda Bassotti,
The Velvet Underground,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eric Dolphy,
Reagan Youth,
Sparks,
Prince Buster,
Juan Atkins,
Agent Orange,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Wolf Eyes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Görl,
Donny Hathaway,
Lalo Schifrin,
Porter Ricks,
OOIOO,
Fatback Band,
Ituana,
Mark Hollis,
The Raincoats,
In Retrospect,
The Gories,
Khruangbin,
Alton Ellis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Popol Vuh,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.