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 Somalia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar 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 Scrapy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kerrie Biddell,
Subhumans,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Man Parrish,
James White and The Blacks,
Freddie Wadling,
Index,
Connie Case,
Fugazi,
Matthew Halsall,
U.S. Maple,
The Birthday Party,
Procol Harum,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Popol Vuh,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Victims,
Nick Fraelich,
Barbara Tucker,
Excepter,
Stereo Dub,
Radiohead,
Organ,
Eli Mardock,
Max Romeo,
Q and Not U,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
Scion,
KRS-One,
The Mojo Men,
Japan,
Masters at Work,
Morten Harket,
Technova,
Jerry's Kids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Remains,
Rekid,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Star Department,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Smog,
The Monks,
Slave,
The Gories,
Supertramp,
David Bowie,
Big Daddy Kane,
Essential Logic,
Laurel Aitken,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.