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 Malawi and from London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lebanon Hanover to the punk 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Massinfluence,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mr. Review,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Boredoms,
Warsaw,
Byron Stingily,
Nas,
Sandy B,
Pole,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultra Naté,
Sparks,
Gabor Szabo,
Joe Finger,
The Dead C,
Average White Band,
Funkadelic,
The Pretty Things,
DJ Sneak,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nico,
Graham Central Station,
Pussy Galore,
the Swans,
Fear,
The Fugs,
Hardrive,
Barbara Tucker,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lightning Bolt,
The Angels of Light,
The Monks,
The Electric Prunes,
Nils Olav,
Kool Moe Dee,
Duran Duran,
kango's stein massive,
Don Cherry,
Sight & Sound,
Ken Boothe,
Terry Callier,
F. McDonald,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Barracudas,
The United States of America,
Scratch Acid,
Sugar Minott,
The Smoke,
K-Klass,
Henry Cow,
Aaron Thompson,
Eli Mardock,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rosa Yemen,
Drexciya,
Donny Hathaway,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.