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 Bulgaria and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin 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 Clear Light to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Mo-Dettes,
Robert Wyatt,
Maurizio,
PIL,
Pantytec,
Basic Channel,
Mandrill,
Nick Fraelich,
Arthur Verocai,
Con Funk Shun,
Letta Mbulu,
Lucky Dragons,
Yazoo,
The Dirtbombs,
Metal Thangz,
Intrusion,
The Slackers,
F. McDonald,
Soul Sonic Force,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fugazi,
Inner City,
The Divine Comedy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Knickerbockers,
The United States of America,
Icehouse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerrie Biddell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The J.B.'s,
John Holt,
Bronski Beat,
Joe Smooth,
Marc Almond,
Todd Rundgren,
LL Cool J,
Bob Dylan,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Thee Headcoats,
The Selecter,
Flipper,
Sex Pistols,
Faraquet,
Interpol,
Von Mondo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eli Mardock,
The Gun Club,
Rosa Yemen,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.