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 Malta and from Stockholm.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Slick Rick to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
The Birthday Party,
Anakelly,
Black Flag,
The Five Americans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moebius,
Gichy Dan,
Supertramp,
Black Sheep,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sarah Menescal,
Dual Sessions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-Ray Spex,
Todd Terry,
The Electric Prunes,
The Human League,
Joy Division,
Nick Fraelich,
Jimmy McGriff,
Blancmange,
Bootsy Collins,
Sandy B,
Sparks,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker,
Television Personalities,
MC5,
Porter Ricks,
Nik Kershaw,
Joyce Sims,
Kayak,
H. Thieme,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alison Limerick,
The Shadows of Knight,
Al Stewart,
The Barracudas,
Crispy Ambulance,
Shuggie Otis,
Soulsonic Force,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cal Tjader,
Accadde A,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobby Sherman,
Motorama,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Quantec,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Circle Jerks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Sonics,
B.T. Express,
Qualms,
New Order,
Rufus Thomas,
Bush Tetras,
Brand Nubian,
Toni Rubio,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.