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 Montenegro and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Black Pus to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Cal Tjader,
Silicon Teens,
Bad Manners,
Public Enemy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visage,
Spoonie Gee,
Peter & Gordon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
David McCallum,
Fear,
Essential Logic,
the Soft Cell,
Wolf Eyes,
Groovy Waters,
Au Pairs,
Derrick May,
Marcia Griffiths,
Barrington Levy,
Crime,
Suicide,
The Pretty Things,
The Wake,
The Beau Brummels,
Robert Wyatt,
Rotary Connection,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter and Kerry,
Hashim,
Subhumans,
Josef K,
Sun City Girls,
The Durutti Column,
Neu!,
Liliput,
Swell Maps,
Marine Girls,
Eric Copeland,
Kas Product,
Moebius,
Tubeway Army,
Parry Music,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mandrill,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mummies,
Joy Division,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Man Parrish,
Drexciya,
Eddi Front,
Malaria!,
Gichy Dan,
The Standells,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Howard Jones,
Roger Hodgson,
Connie Case,
Brothers Johnson,
the Swans,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.