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 Canada and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord 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 Marc Almond to the techno 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Shoche,
Peter & Gordon,
Excepter,
Outsiders,
The Red Krayola,
Maurizio,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Style,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minny Pops,
Idris Muhammad,
Skaos,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marine Girls,
David Bowie,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fluxion,
Kerri Chandler,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-Ray Spex,
Sister Nancy,
The Litter,
Unrelated Segments,
Los Fastidios,
the Sonics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Desert Stars,
Youth Brigade,
Simply Red,
Ken Boothe,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soft Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
The Invisible,
Tres Demented,
Fela Kuti,
Eli Mardock,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aswad,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Anthony Braxton,
The Dead C,
Crispian St. Peters,
Suburban Knight,
Barclay James Harvest,
Country Teasers,
Delta 5,
Dennis Brown,
Sound Behaviour,
Toni Rubio,
Jerry's Kids,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Groovy Waters,
Maleditus Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.