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 Manchester.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Moss Icon to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cameo,
Alice Coltrane,
The Sound,
Silicon Teens,
The Knickerbockers,
Pharoah Sanders,
OOIOO,
Sister Nancy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Stetsasonic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Make Up,
Roger Hodgson,
Wolf Eyes,
Ossler,
The Mummies,
Ituana,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pierre Henry,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Bauhaus,
Popol Vuh,
48th St. Collective,
Scientists,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amazonics,
Neil Young,
The Saints,
Wire,
Alton Ellis,
La Düsseldorf,
The Trojans,
Rapeman,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Funkadelic,
Jacob Miller,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Slick Rick,
Das Ding,
Lightning Bolt,
Graham Central Station,
Little Man,
Adolescents,
David Bowie,
Saccharine Trust,
Flash Fearless,
Patti Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
Albert Ayler,
10cc,
The Index,
The Red Krayola,
The Doobie Brothers,
Basic Channel,
Hot Snakes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tears for Fears,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.