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 Rwanda and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soft Machine to the rock 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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
PIL,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Peter & Gordon,
Sandy B,
Amon Düül,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Althea and Donna,
Glenn Branca,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Womack,
Arcadia,
Trumans Water,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Misunderstood,
Radiopuhelimet,
Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Carl Craig,
Simply Red,
The Last Poets,
Duran Duran,
Marc Almond,
Monolake,
Das Ding,
Rotary Connection,
Graham Central Station,
Crash Course in Science,
Dorothy Ashby,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Masters at Work,
The Buckinghams,
Gang of Four,
The Vogues,
Scion,
X-102,
Godley & Creme,
X-101,
Joey Negro,
The Fuzztones,
Joyce Sims,
Marine Girls,
Malaria!,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barrington Levy,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Absolute Body Control,
Prince Buster,
Grandmaster Flash,
Suicide,
Cymande,
The Tremeloes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Slick Rick,
Juan Atkins,
Fat Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.