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 Iceland and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Avey Tare to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Pole,
David Bowie,
Marine Girls,
Rod Modell,
Darondo,
The Dirtbombs,
Anakelly,
The Red Krayola,
Main Source,
Erykah Badu,
Minor Threat,
Curtis Mayfield,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Detroit Cobras,
Iggy Pop,
The Smoke,
The Moody Blues,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobby Womack,
Terry Callier,
Kayak,
The Fugs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pantaleimon,
Thee Headcoats,
Half Japanese,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Leaves,
CMW,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minny Pops,
Neu!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kas Product,
Reuben Wilson,
Roxy Music,
Avey Tare,
X-102,
The Fuzztones,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Grass Roots,
The Cure,
Mandrill,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
ABBA,
Brass Construction,
Eden Ahbez,
Lebanon Hanover,
Schoolly D,
Stiv Bators,
Scrapy,
James White and The Blacks,
Camouflage,
Suburban Knight,
Subhumans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barbara Tucker,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.