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 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 EPMD to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Section 25,
Pere Ubu,
a-ha,
Sound Behaviour,
Eric Dolphy,
Jimmy McGriff,
DJ Sneak,
Joe Smooth,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fuzztones,
Lalann,
Arab on Radar,
Henry Cow,
Reagan Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Hashim,
Black Moon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Count Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Agitation Free,
Graham Central Station,
Monolake,
Scratch Acid,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
Heaven 17,
Max Romeo,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kaleidoscope,
Roxy Music,
The Music Machine,
The Golliwogs,
Kerri Chandler,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Howard Jones,
Pussy Galore,
The J.B.'s,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Magma,
Lou Christie,
Infiniti,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fifty Foot Hose,
ABC,
Icehouse,
Sun City Girls,
The Five Americans,
Mad Mike,
Connie Case,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Womack,
Angry Samoans,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.