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 Cambodia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Wolf Eyes to the rap 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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Happenings,
Arthur Verocai,
Sam Rivers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alice Coltrane,
Susan Cadogan,
The Selecter,
Skarface,
ABC,
New Order,
Bad Manners,
The Pop Group,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fugazi,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Delta 5,
Oblivians,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Television,
Marine Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Holt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Josef K,
Sun Ra,
The Five Americans,
Morten Harket,
Thompson Twins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Alison Limerick,
Monolake,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Echospace,
Average White Band,
Joe Finger,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Lydon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Maleditus Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camouflage,
Underground Resistance,
The Human League,
Carl Craig,
the Swans,
The Birthday Party,
Desert Stars,
The Monochrome Set,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Stooges,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Human League,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Don Cherry,
The American Breed,
The Mojo Men,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.