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 Malaysia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 Brand Nubian to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
The Real Kids,
Sight & Sound,
John Cale,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Moon,
Dawn Penn,
Moby Grape,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kurtis Blow,
Clear Light,
This Heat,
Second Layer,
Henry Cow,
Funkadelic,
Carl Craig,
Toni Rubio,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Tremeloes,
Desert Stars,
K-Klass,
Shoche,
Howard Jones,
Rites of Spring,
F. McDonald,
One Last Wish,
Graham Central Station,
Brick,
Newcleus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Byrd,
Section 25,
Tears for Fears,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soft Machine,
CMW,
The Young Rascals,
Black Flag,
Basic Channel,
Agent Orange,
Roy Ayers,
Lower 48,
Bobby Womack,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Surgeon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Blues Magoos,
Jawbox,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fall,
Amon Düül,
the Bar-Kays,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Colin Newman,
Derrick Morgan,
The J.B.'s,
Pylon,
Joe Smooth,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.