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 Togo and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Michael McDonald 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 Ponytail to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
La Düsseldorf,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erasure,
Alton Ellis,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers,
Panda Bear,
The Selecter,
Max Romeo,
Ultravox,
the Fania All-Stars,
Absolute Body Control,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Association,
Porter Ricks,
Soft Machine,
Faust,
Yusef Lateef,
Quantec,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Monochrome Set,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aloha Tigers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiohead,
Sandy B,
Flipper,
Janne Schatter,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
June Days,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Raincoats,
Nils Olav,
Duran Duran,
Deepchord,
The Evens,
Scan 7,
Aural Exciters,
Nik Kershaw,
Cymande,
Jimmy McGriff,
Anakelly,
Black Pus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
This Heat,
Piero Umiliani,
Lungfish,
Nirvana,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Animal Collective,
The Motions,
Subhumans,
Groovy Waters,
Shuggie Otis,
X-102,
Tommy Roe,
Buzzcocks,
Nas,
Shoche,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.