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 Tonga and from Jakarta.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Johnny Osbourne to the techno 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
The Gun Club,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Buzzcocks,
Alphaville,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Real Kids,
Essential Logic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Half Japanese,
The J.B.'s,
Warsaw,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Yaz,
The Velvet Underground,
Basic Channel,
The Pretty Things,
Popol Vuh,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jerry's Kids,
Cybotron,
Eric Dolphy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pantytec,
The Music Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Q and Not U,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rhythm & Sound,
Blancmange,
Bauhaus,
Robert Hood,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aswad,
Youth Brigade,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang of Four,
Ituana,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Faust,
Jacob Miller,
Radio Birdman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Accadde A,
Crooked Eye,
Stiv Bators,
The Five Americans,
Wally Richardson,
Masters at Work,
Lightning Bolt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jeff Lynne,
Tomorrow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Monolake,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.