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 Syria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Stiv Bators to the electroclash 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '80s 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 Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Monolake,
Sister Nancy,
Los Fastidios,
Tres Demented,
The Young Rascals,
Lindisfarne,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Q65,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Count Five,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang Starr,
Radio Birdman,
Delta 5,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fuzztones,
Todd Rundgren,
Simply Red,
Livin' Joy,
Harry Pussy,
Wings,
Flash Fearless,
Model 500,
The Leaves,
Don Cherry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Matthew Halsall,
Anthony Braxton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DNA,
Eden Ahbez,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Parry Music,
Royal Trux,
Howard Jones,
Brand Nubian,
Fear,
Pagans,
The Slits,
The Fortunes,
Interpol,
The American Breed,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Slave,
The Seeds,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nirvana,
The Wake,
Swans,
Quando Quango,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Liliput,
Lebanon Hanover,
Make Up,
Ten City,
Josef K,
Bauhaus,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.