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 Mozambique 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aaron Thompson to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
48th St. Collective,
Sonic Youth,
Black Bananas,
Adolescents,
Niagra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Parry Music,
The Index,
Wolf Eyes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moby Grape,
The Martian,
Reagan Youth,
The American Breed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Golliwogs,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Freddie Wadling,
Essential Logic,
Jeff Mills,
The Techniques,
T. Rex,
Lower 48,
The Trojans,
Bill Near,
Icehouse,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kas Product,
Alphaville,
Minutemen,
Kurtis Blow,
Brick,
Black Moon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Mojo Men,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ituana,
Audionom,
Q and Not U,
Blossom Toes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rotary Connection,
E-Dancer,
the Bar-Kays,
The Divine Comedy,
Gabor Szabo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jesper Dahlback,
Toni Rubio,
Mad Mike,
Excepter,
David Axelrod,
Wally Richardson,
Nico,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.