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 Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kerri Chandler,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Pagans,
Davy DMX,
Tears for Fears,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bill Wells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Massinfluence,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Thee Headcoats,
Little Man,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gabor Szabo,
Kurtis Blow,
Goldenarms,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sällskapet,
Icehouse,
Rekid,
Gong,
The Toasters,
Japan,
Slave,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mark Hollis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ossler,
Joe Finger,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Blackbyrds,
Fad Gadget,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Moody Blues,
Connie Case,
Altered Images,
Johnny Osbourne,
World's Most,
Camouflage,
Rites of Spring,
ABBA,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Vainqueur,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
James White and The Blacks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Au Pairs,
John Cale,
Faraquet,
Donny Hathaway,
Essential Logic,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.