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 Japan and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the oboe 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 Pole to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker,
Isaac Hayes,
In Retrospect,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bush Tetras,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
John Foxx,
Iggy Pop,
K-Klass,
The Dead C,
the Sonics,
Magazine,
Lyres,
Gastr Del Sol,
Anthony Braxton,
Sun City Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Aswad,
Sällskapet,
Arab on Radar,
Agitation Free,
Sonny Sharrock,
Glenn Branca,
X-101,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Angry Samoans,
the Germs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Todd Rundgren,
Joensuu 1685,
Lakeside,
Bizarre Inc.,
New Age Steppers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vladislav Delay,
Von Mondo,
Franke,
Curtis Mayfield,
Qualms,
James White and The Blacks,
The Moleskins,
Ronan,
Blossom Toes,
Rotary Connection,
Johnny Clarke,
Danielle Patucci,
The Victims,
The Smiths,
Flash Fearless,
Reagan Youth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Howard Jones,
Grey Daturas,
The Invisible,
Tomorrow,
Pylon,
Arcadia,
Supertramp,
Susan Cadogan,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.