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 Latvia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 China Crisis to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pierre Henry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Easy Going,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobby Byrd,
Eve St. Jones,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pulsallama,
DJ Sneak,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
kango's stein massive,
Ten City,
The Walker Brothers,
Rod Modell,
Barbara Tucker,
Youth Brigade,
Gong,
Dave Gahan,
Barrington Levy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang of Four,
Ludus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
CMW,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Underground Resistance,
Alphaville,
Q65,
The Fortunes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wasted Youth,
These Immortal Souls,
The Moody Blues,
Kas Product,
The Searchers,
The Happenings,
Half Japanese,
The Techniques,
Michelle Simonal,
Interpol,
Gabor Szabo,
Fela Kuti,
The Dead C,
Flash Fearless,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Isaac Hayes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Terry Callier,
Marc Almond,
Althea and Donna,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Smog,
Duran Duran,
Sam Rivers,
The United States of America,
Howard Jones,
The Smiths,
Letta Mbulu,
Blake Baxter,
Deadbeat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Wally Richardson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.