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 Australia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Lou Reed 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 Soft Machine to the punk 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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eddi Front,
DJ Sneak,
The Busters,
Peter and Kerry,
Roxette,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Gories,
China Crisis,
Visage,
Circle Jerks,
Ten City,
Urselle,
Joey Negro,
Bauhaus,
Schoolly D,
Kaleidoscope,
OOIOO,
The Leaves,
Gichy Dan,
Alice Coltrane,
Soft Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABBA,
The Skatalites,
Lou Christie,
Stetsasonic,
Outsiders,
Hasil Adkins,
The Five Americans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eurythmics,
K-Klass,
June Days,
Curtis Mayfield,
Magma,
Sun Ra,
The Mummies,
U.S. Maple,
Robert Wyatt,
Pagans,
Vainqueur,
Buzzcocks,
Patti Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Slits,
The Durutti Column,
CMW,
The Wake,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cal Tjader,
AZ,
Barbara Tucker,
Clear Light,
ABC,
The Offenders,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang Green,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.