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 Malaysia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camberwell Now,
Kenny Larkin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scan 7,
Vainqueur,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Second Layer,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mad Mike,
Janne Schatter,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fugs,
Alison Limerick,
Scott Walker,
Bootsy Collins,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ludus,
Black Flag,
Bobby Byrd,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jerry's Kids,
Von Mondo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pulsallama,
Urselle,
The Move,
The Neon Judgement,
Moss Icon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wally Richardson,
Quantec,
Khruangbin,
FM Einheit,
Gang Gang Dance,
Charles Mingus,
The Fire Engines,
Funky Four + One,
Pagans,
Chrome,
the Soft Cell,
Al Stewart,
China Crisis,
Ken Boothe,
The Knickerbockers,
Country Teasers,
Bill Wells,
Royal Trux,
Minor Threat,
Kaleidoscope,
Michelle Simonal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eli Mardock,
Fat Boys,
Nico,
Groovy Waters,
Unrelated Segments,
The Electric Prunes,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.