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 Austria and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer 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 Wire 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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Association,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Velvet Underground,
Gichy Dan,
Flipper,
10cc,
Dawn Penn,
Grauzone,
Livin' Joy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tears for Fears,
Marmalade,
Dave Gahan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
E-Dancer,
The Knickerbockers,
Byron Stingily,
Eden Ahbez,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Trojans,
The Gories,
Magazine,
Second Layer,
DNA,
Subhumans,
Scientists,
Bluetip,
Maleditus Sound,
Rakim,
The Leaves,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
These Immortal Souls,
The Birthday Party,
Charles Mingus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Patti Smith,
Derrick Morgan,
Siglo XX,
Donald Byrd,
Tim Buckley,
Prince Buster,
Soul II Soul,
Al Stewart,
David Axelrod,
The Slits,
Tres Demented,
F. McDonald,
Aswad,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
JFA,
Surgeon,
Franke,
The Sonics,
The Modern Lovers,
Warren Ellis,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.