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 Chad and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jeru the Damaja to the rock 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Al Stewart,
Black Sheep,
Visage,
Nirvana,
The Moody Blues,
The Durutti Column,
Monolake,
Minnie Riperton,
AZ,
Jeff Lynne,
Erykah Badu,
Amon Düül II,
David Bowie,
Rapeman,
Anakelly,
June Days,
Lebanon Hanover,
Das Ding,
Scientists,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cluster,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soul II Soul,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Doors,
Eli Mardock,
Wings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Machine,
Franke,
The Pop Group,
The Modern Lovers,
The Golliwogs,
MC5,
Jacob Miller,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Groovy Waters,
Marmalade,
Swans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Bar-Kays,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mandrill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Half Japanese,
The New Christs,
Danielle Patucci,
Los Fastidios,
The Martian,
Kurtis Blow,
Davy DMX,
Sandy B,
Glenn Branca,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gichy Dan,
Joyce Sims,
Mad Mike,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.