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 Singapore and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
X-Ray Spex,
Nick Fraelich,
Lucky Dragons,
Danielle Patucci,
Slave,
Tubeway Army,
Massinfluence,
Sällskapet,
Aswad,
The Mummies,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Delta 5,
Matthew Bourne,
Crispian St. Peters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Michelle Simonal,
Donald Byrd,
Archie Shepp,
The Tremeloes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Shoche,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Velvet Underground,
Moby Grape,
Brothers Johnson,
Pierre Henry,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Buckinghams,
Warsaw,
Tres Demented,
Colin Newman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scott Walker,
Todd Terry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monks,
Laurel Aitken,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rod Modell,
Wolf Eyes,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bauhaus,
Pulsallama,
Skarface,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fela Kuti,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Leonard Cohen,
Cybotron,
Magma,
The Young Rascals,
Fatback Band,
Chrome,
Sex Pistols,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.