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 Comoros and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Unwound to the rock 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jesper Dahlback,
Davy DMX,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
Roger Hodgson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Görl,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lucky Dragons,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flipper,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camberwell Now,
Donald Byrd,
Ice-T,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jeff Lynne,
Quando Quango,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Godley & Creme,
Neil Young,
Public Enemy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tom Boy,
Eric Copeland,
Electric Light Orchestra,
D'Angelo,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Avey Tare,
The Gories,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rekid,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boredoms,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sound Behaviour,
X-101,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
The Offenders,
Curtis Mayfield,
Isaac Hayes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Los Fastidios,
Banda Bassotti,
Desert Stars,
Ossler,
Amazonics,
Peter and Kerry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Names,
Alphaville,
Flamin' Groovies,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.