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 Slovenia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro 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 Soft Machine to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brand Nubian,
Gong,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soft Cell,
Visage,
Sällskapet,
Motorama,
Jimmy McGriff,
Amon Düül II,
Talk Talk,
The Birthday Party,
Chris Corsano,
Derrick Morgan,
Wasted Youth,
The Pop Group,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tommy Roe,
Alphaville,
AZ,
The Vogues,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Average White Band,
June of 44,
Faust,
Altered Images,
Matthew Halsall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
Dawn Penn,
The Velvet Underground,
Theoretical Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Magazine,
Josef K,
Peter and Kerry,
Arab on Radar,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Urselle,
Fugazi,
X-102,
Gichy Dan,
Soft Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
Minor Threat,
Newcleus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jawbox,
Dorothy Ashby,
Au Pairs,
Bang On A Can,
La Düsseldorf,
Davy DMX,
The Toasters,
DJ Sneak,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.