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 Cameroon and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Aaron Thompson to the jazz 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Easy Going,
Sister Nancy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Blake Baxter,
Peter and Kerry,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Pere Ubu,
The Durutti Column,
UT,
Lindisfarne,
The Fire Engines,
Angry Samoans,
Lakeside,
The Monochrome Set,
Arthur Verocai,
Surgeon,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants,
Roxette,
The Smiths,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Josef K,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Slackers,
Zero Boys,
The J.B.'s,
Mantronix,
Schoolly D,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deadbeat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Depeche Mode,
The Saints,
Outsiders,
Mark Hollis,
Erykah Badu,
The Fugs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ponytail,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Chris & Cosey,
Sällskapet,
Dawn Penn,
Deakin,
Pantytec,
Donald Byrd,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funky Four + One,
The Moleskins,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.