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 Tonga and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Lyres to the techno 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Slave,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bauhaus,
Minor Threat,
Deepchord,
Nik Kershaw,
KRS-One,
Unwound,
Neu!,
Fela Kuti,
cv313,
X-101,
Marc Almond,
World's Most,
Skriet,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed,
Eddi Front,
OOIOO,
DNA,
The Evens,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Faraquet,
Johnny Clarke,
Henry Cow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vainqueur,
Flash Fearless,
Gang of Four,
Thee Headcoats,
Crime,
Nico,
Popol Vuh,
Ludus,
the Germs,
Moebius,
Scott Walker,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Negative Approach,
The Fuzztones,
Eden Ahbez,
The Litter,
F. McDonald,
Q65,
The Star Department,
Monolake,
Eurythmics,
Brass Construction,
Toni Rubio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeff Mills,
Ronan,
Crooked Eye,
Girls At Our Best!,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Josef K,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.