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 Syria and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba 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 Gichy Dan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Second Layer,
Donny Hathaway,
The Leaves,
Fear,
Soft Machine,
The Moleskins,
Brick,
Bush Tetras,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scientists,
Reagan Youth,
Agent Orange,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Erasure,
Schoolly D,
Laurel Aitken,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Prince Buster,
F. McDonald,
Model 500,
Livin' Joy,
Quando Quango,
Lucky Dragons,
Todd Terry,
Marvin Gaye,
PIL,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Chrome,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terry Callier,
Eric Dolphy,
Sun City Girls,
L. Decosne,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Niagra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Faust,
Howard Jones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Association,
Subhumans,
The Flesh Eaters,
Q and Not U,
Bill Wells,
The Saints,
Alison Limerick,
Wings,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gladiators,
Joy Division,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rakim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Visage,
The Five Americans,
Von Mondo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
La Düsseldorf,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.