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 Kenya and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
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 sitar 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 Grauzone to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
DJ Sneak,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Christie,
Dark Day,
Eric Dolphy,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Japan,
KRS-One,
Grey Daturas,
Shoche,
Robert Wyatt,
Rod Modell,
Susan Cadogan,
Unwound,
Magma,
The Modern Lovers,
Lindisfarne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Derrick May,
One Last Wish,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stetsasonic,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Byrd,
Flipper,
Black Pus,
Joey Negro,
The Pop Group,
Slick Rick,
Absolute Body Control,
Aaron Thompson,
Rites of Spring,
Al Stewart,
Letta Mbulu,
Dennis Brown,
Henry Cow,
Pulsallama,
Parry Music,
Brass Construction,
Spoonie Gee,
Fluxion,
Black Flag,
The Trojans,
Buzzcocks,
Todd Rundgren,
Nick Fraelich,
Faust,
Gang of Four,
Vainqueur,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Move,
Nils Olav,
Index,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joe Smooth,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.