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 Peru and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Sight & Sound to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Marcia Griffiths,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun Ra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sällskapet,
Hoover,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Subhumans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deadbeat,
The Cramps,
Mad Mike,
This Heat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oblivians,
Jawbox,
Rotary Connection,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Black Dice,
Royal Trux,
cv313,
Scott Walker,
The Fall,
Ice-T,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ronnie Foster,
Isaac Hayes,
Con Funk Shun,
Blossom Toes,
Pagans,
Skaos,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vainqueur,
Crime,
Pharoah Sanders,
Goldenarms,
Grandmaster Flash,
Minnie Riperton,
Loose Ends,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deepchord,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Newcleus,
Schoolly D,
The Happenings,
Maurizio,
The Skatalites,
Steve Hackett,
Oneida,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
8 Eyed Spy,
Connie Case,
Terrestrial Tones,
Graham Central Station,
Spandau Ballet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.