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 Nepal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the jazz 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Toni Rubio,
Camberwell Now,
Infiniti,
Bob Dylan,
Icehouse,
Procol Harum,
Flamin' Groovies,
B.T. Express,
Khruangbin,
Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aaron Thompson,
David Axelrod,
Maurizio,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Royal Trux,
Technova,
Urselle,
Deadbeat,
The Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Depeche Mode,
Fela Kuti,
Inner City,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Fania All-Stars,
Patti Smith,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hashim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ponytail,
Grey Daturas,
The Gun Club,
Guru Guru,
The Skatalites,
Barclay James Harvest,
Model 500,
New Order,
Scientists,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Livin' Joy,
Black Pus,
Sarah Menescal,
Magma,
Arthur Verocai,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dawn Penn,
Stockholm Monsters,
Junior Murvin,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.