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 Switzerland and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Stooges to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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 Monochrome Set,
Eden Ahbez,
DNA,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scrapy,
Junior Murvin,
The Pretty Things,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Searchers,
Idris Muhammad,
Ludus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Intrusion,
The Selecter,
Barrington Levy,
Rosa Yemen,
Rapeman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Arab on Radar,
Siglo XX,
Ronan,
Rotary Connection,
MC5,
The Dirtbombs,
Pulsallama,
The Real Kids,
Trumans Water,
Rakim,
Robert Görl,
Mo-Dettes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Quantec,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
New York Dolls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Franke,
Roxette,
This Heat,
Joe Finger,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Clear Light,
Cluster,
Magazine,
The Count Five,
Stockholm Monsters,
DJ Style,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bluetip,
Isaac Hayes,
Adolescents,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Wyatt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
ABBA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Stooges,
Kerri Chandler,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.