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 Malta and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
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 theremin 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 Alison Limerick to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer 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 linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Black Flag,
Absolute Body Control,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Amazonics,
Basic Channel,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Busters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
X-101,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sun Ra,
Quantec,
Theoretical Girls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Wake,
Eric Copeland,
John Cale,
Eurythmics,
Steve Hackett,
Radiohead,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sällskapet,
Janne Schatter,
Von Mondo,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soulsonic Force,
Circle Jerks,
Stetsasonic,
Joy Division,
Magazine,
ABC,
The Skatalites,
Tommy Roe,
Kerrie Biddell,
EPMD,
Stereo Dub,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lucky Dragons,
Parry Music,
Duran Duran,
World's Most,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
UT,
Lindisfarne,
Mark Hollis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Qualms,
Blake Baxter,
Au Pairs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Massinfluence,
The Techniques,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric Dolphy,
Sam Rivers,
Alice Coltrane,
Todd Terry,
Yaz,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.