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 Andorra and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin 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 The Vogues to the electroclash 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Lindisfarne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Essential Logic,
The Saints,
Fifty Foot Hose,
cv313,
The Real Kids,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Toasters,
Heaven 17,
Aswad,
Deakin,
The Names,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Reuben Wilson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ludus,
Fat Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed,
Dual Sessions,
The Human League,
Moebius,
Jacob Miller,
Subhumans,
Saccharine Trust,
Letta Mbulu,
Japan,
Quando Quango,
The Leaves,
B.T. Express,
Negative Approach,
Aural Exciters,
In Retrospect,
Peter and Kerry,
Deadbeat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Idris Muhammad,
Cameo,
Tears for Fears,
Delon & Dalcan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soft Cell,
Motorama,
Jeff Mills,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Supertramp,
Procol Harum,
The Beau Brummels,
The Searchers,
Drexciya,
Warsaw,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dave Gahan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lalann,
Metal Thangz,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.