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 Eritrea and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Saccharine Trust to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
The Black Dice,
Duran Duran,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Normal,
Lalann,
Parry Music,
The Monochrome Set,
World's Most,
Buzzcocks,
Negative Approach,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
ABC,
Sun City Girls,
Wally Richardson,
Von Mondo,
The Red Krayola,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chrome,
Fela Kuti,
Stiv Bators,
Sister Nancy,
Television,
The Walker Brothers,
Procol Harum,
Audionom,
The Cowsills,
Qualms,
Saccharine Trust,
Ponytail,
Marine Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deakin,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Lou Reed,
Groovy Waters,
Gabor Szabo,
June Days,
Joe Smooth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Monks,
Con Funk Shun,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erasure,
Silicon Teens,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Drexciya,
Black Bananas,
The Birthday Party,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nico,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lyres,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Barracudas,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.