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 Solomon Islands and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
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 clarinet 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 Visage to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Morten Harket,
Eric Copeland,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minny Pops,
U.S. Maple,
Soft Cell,
Sex Pistols,
Slick Rick,
Crash Course in Science,
Warsaw,
The J.B.'s,
Ornette Coleman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wire,
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Can,
Derrick Morgan,
Outsiders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Darondo,
Vladislav Delay,
Fugazi,
X-101,
Byron Stingily,
Howard Jones,
Gang of Four,
Neil Young,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Wolf Eyes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Country Teasers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Prince Buster,
Easy Going,
The Angels of Light,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Talk Talk,
Moby Grape,
The Slackers,
The Young Rascals,
Godley & Creme,
Kerrie Biddell,
JFA,
Tommy Roe,
Angry Samoans,
Nils Olav,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cluster,
Das Ding,
Grauzone,
Scientists,
Pere Ubu,
Henry Cow,
Scion,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.