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 Egypt and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 B.T. Express to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Drexciya,
LL Cool J,
Mad Mike,
Model 500,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nick Fraelich,
Scratch Acid,
Au Pairs,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultravox,
David Bowie,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eddi Front,
Khruangbin,
Sällskapet,
a-ha,
Radiopuhelimet,
Yazoo,
DJ Sneak,
Masters at Work,
Funkadelic,
The Sonics,
Marvin Gaye,
Chris & Cosey,
Sarah Menescal,
Johnny Osbourne,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Adolescents,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
David McCallum,
The Human League,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lou Christie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric Dolphy,
Japan,
Kenny Larkin,
Eden Ahbez,
Inner City,
Loose Ends,
Judy Mowatt,
Ituana,
Stetsasonic,
Eve St. Jones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun Ra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Subhumans,
Lower 48,
Reuben Wilson,
Steve Hackett,
The Fugs,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.