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 Djibouti and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Smog to the rap 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Fatback Band,
Morten Harket,
Nik Kershaw,
Grauzone,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Stockholm Monsters,
Royal Trux,
Talk Talk,
The Human League,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aaron Thompson,
In Retrospect,
Mad Mike,
The Associates,
D'Angelo,
Outsiders,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Flipper,
kango's stein massive,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Remains,
Wings,
The Buckinghams,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rapeman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Section 25,
Desert Stars,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Misunderstood,
The Index,
Frankie Knuckles,
New York Dolls,
Circle Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacques Brel,
Silicon Teens,
Glenn Branca,
Pet Shop Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Isaac Hayes,
Oneida,
Dawn Penn,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Arab on Radar,
Kerrie Biddell,
Moss Icon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Parry Music,
Scratch Acid,
The Dead C,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Young Rascals,
Charles Mingus,
Los Fastidios,
Amon Düül II,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soul II Soul,
The Residents,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.