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 France and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Peter and Kerry to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
The Victims,
Joey Negro,
John Foxx,
The Motions,
The Star Department,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Godley & Creme,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Lydon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joy Division,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Buckinghams,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dirtbombs,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Green,
Warsaw,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Groovy Waters,
The Evens,
Erykah Badu,
Aswad,
Ronan,
Junior Murvin,
H. Thieme,
Q and Not U,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobbi Humphrey,
In Retrospect,
The Litter,
Glenn Branca,
Lower 48,
Magma,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ronnie Foster,
Icehouse,
Derrick Morgan,
Yaz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sparks,
Todd Rundgren,
Lou Christie,
The Saints,
Fatback Band,
The Gories,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bush Tetras,
The Misunderstood,
New York Dolls,
Animal Collective,
Pantaleimon,
The Raincoats,
Lou Reed,
Basic Channel,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.