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 Sri Lanka and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Godley & Creme to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aloha Tigers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ohio Players,
Janne Schatter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yellowson,
Matthew Halsall,
Cecil Taylor,
Theoretical Girls,
Ronan,
Symarip,
Joey Negro,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pharoah Sanders,
Country Teasers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dennis Brown,
The Cramps,
Jacques Brel,
Neil Young,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Sherman,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Modern Lovers,
The Neon Judgement,
Marine Girls,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Durutti Column,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
X-101,
This Heat,
Morten Harket,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Marmalade,
Erasure,
Moebius,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Five Americans,
Dead Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Johnny Osbourne,
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The Gladiators,
Gang Gang Dance,
CMW,
Terry Callier,
Dual Sessions,
Jerry's Kids,
ABC,
Radiohead,
Nik Kershaw,
The Motions,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.