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 Serbia and from London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ken Boothe to the techno 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Boz Scaggs,
Darondo,
John Holt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crispy Ambulance,
Carl Craig,
Soulsonic Force,
Aloha Tigers,
Moby Grape,
Alton Ellis,
Anthony Braxton,
Colin Newman,
Gang Starr,
Brand Nubian,
Television Personalities,
Faust,
Eric Dolphy,
X-101,
Isaac Hayes,
Royal Trux,
Nico,
Archie Shepp,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jacques Brel,
Graham Central Station,
Main Source,
The Dirtbombs,
Bill Near,
Schoolly D,
David McCallum,
Stiv Bators,
Barclay James Harvest,
JFA,
Surgeon,
Lyres,
Easy Going,
Oneida,
Vladislav Delay,
Metal Thangz,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cymande,
Bobby Byrd,
The Human League,
Skarface,
Erykah Badu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Freddie Wadling,
Siglo XX,
Fear,
The Invisible,
Lakeside,
New Order,
Jimmy McGriff,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultravox,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.