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 Georgia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum 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 Grandmaster Flash 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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
CMW,
Von Mondo,
Eurythmics,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Pop Group,
Japan,
Bronski Beat,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Normal,
Vladislav Delay,
The Techniques,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donald Byrd,
Carl Craig,
China Crisis,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Prince Buster,
T.S.O.L.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lower 48,
Tom Boy,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brothers Johnson,
Public Enemy,
Soul II Soul,
Dennis Brown,
Eli Mardock,
Trumans Water,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Organ,
Niagra,
Scott Walker,
David Bowie,
Stetsasonic,
Warsaw,
Au Pairs,
The Real Kids,
Mars,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Das Ding,
Babytalk,
Duran Duran,
The Knickerbockers,
PIL,
The Fuzztones,
The Cure,
Henry Cow,
Erasure,
Funkadelic,
Wings,
Fela Kuti,
The Standells,
Popol Vuh,
Joe Smooth,
Morten Harket,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.