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 Brunei and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Mojo Men to the funk 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Don Cherry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roxette,
Radio Birdman,
E-Dancer,
John Holt,
The Stooges,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
China Crisis,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Misunderstood,
Funky Four + One,
The Mojo Men,
Graham Central Station,
Television Personalities,
The Doors,
Alison Limerick,
Yusef Lateef,
Minny Pops,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Amon Düül II,
The Wake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agitation Free,
Iggy Pop,
Barrington Levy,
H. Thieme,
Technova,
the Germs,
Deadbeat,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pole,
Connie Case,
Terry Callier,
MDC,
Gong,
Joey Negro,
Janne Schatter,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Last Poets,
U.S. Maple,
Boz Scaggs,
The Kinks,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Second Layer,
Theoretical Girls,
Franke,
Sam Rivers,
Colin Newman,
PIL,
Boredoms,
Animal Collective,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.